Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



Basil (with no middle name)

   I urged you. Gentle, kind behemoth hands to your frame, small and full of bugs. They were a test to us. Everyday intelligent bacteria reign over the ending-- yet create lovely spindles of joy, flowers in the garden and... Continue Reading →

Tansy with the wind.


Awoke Looked into the mirror With cat eyes and teeth And a sure bout of sympathy pain Needling internally Took a picture of the sun as it rose Over our back yard In its shallow arc against the south "If... Continue Reading →

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