the cats don’t care
if the rent goes up next year
the back door’s open today
the blue jay, the cardinal
the pale April sunlight
cushions on the pale grass
succulents peep green
from puddingstone
I am awake, outside
tended by poet Frances Donovan
the cats don’t care
if the rent goes up next year
the back door’s open today
the blue jay, the cardinal
the pale April sunlight
cushions on the pale grass
succulents peep green
from puddingstone
I am awake, outside
