they learn to look both ways our clever cousins crows, squirrels, jays, raccoons using streetlights to spot what hunts them choosing a well-fed life
Pursed lips suckle air, their profile tender against nightlight’s glow. Her body wiggles, unconscious still. A caterpillar stuck on its back, she cannot right
In this bar’s suspended lights, a halo hovers over you. The tattoo that you stitched to your neck – mythic spheres, a cluster of