the only good deed
he did was in
1982: I watched
a skunk's last
twitch & gasp
out the hatch-
back window
barreling down
I-40, my dad
hellbent on
making Pigeon
Forge by six &
my sister sick
not from skunk
stink but Burger
Chef & then we
pull over for no
good reason I
think but no
my dad wants
to play the hero
& help some lady
change a tire
while my stepmom
nurses my baby
brother right there
on the overlook
while he pumps
the jack & smiles
& tries to look
up skirts as if
I couldn't see