This is a novel in "free verse" which apparently means that the text has the first-glance appearance of being in the form of a poem but there aren't any rhymes. Whatever. It reads like novel with lean prose and it's a fast read. It's a story about a dogcatcher named Anthony and various gangs of people who just happen to be werewolves -- weredogs, actually. These packs are in the midst of a various turf wars which also involve meth labs. One of the female weredogs takes a serious liking to Anthony but doesn't want him to know her secret. There's also a mystified cop trying to figure out what the hell is going on. The story's set in Southern California, present day and is by turns romantic, exciting and grisly. It's quite a cool read actually. I think I went through it in about four days of riding the train. (And I showed some restraint by actually borrowing this one from the local library.) Woof!