The Katy Did closed
and we followed
two girls in a red Chevy,
flirting at stoplights
until we scared them home.
A man in a bathrobe
stepped into the yard.
You boys go on now.
There’s nothing here for you.
I moved toward him
and his hand lifted.
When I saw the gun,
I forgot everything else.
Barry Basden lives with Bean, his little rescue terrier, in the Texas hill country where, among other things, he drinks good wine and occasionally writes.
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