Sherry

Sherry

In memory
 
 
You drove alone
east
into the fading line.

There are only

so many roads
on our map
 

and you drove

the only
one you hadn’t tried.
 

Along the way,

you pushed the pedal hard

then harder.

Needing to get there

fast,
first.

When you ran out of gas,
you slowed
to a stop

and walked into the wilderness.
Your shadows grew
in the moonlight.