by Tara Andrews

A white jaguar
is in the back seat
of a sedan
its head out the window.
The car is not moving.
The cat stares, seems
puzzled as if looking
for something it
expected to find.

The colors are saturated
as in a Kodachrome slide.
The image is like a joke postcard,
something with a silly caption:
Beware of back seat drivers.

But this is no joke.
It means something.
I see this when
I close my eyes.
The cat is there
watching, waiting
looking for something,
its head out the


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Tara Andrews has lived many lives — as playwright, children’s book author, and standup comedian — and is currently working on a poetry chapbook called The History of Gum.