may day

every mom molecule

aching to embrace

my fully grown child

(actually composed on May 1st)

oblivion

yesterday

a mangy squirrel

didn't mind human proximity

scrounging food from a curbside bag

today

the mangy squirrel is still in the street

not yet flattened by the wheels

of too many people

traffic slows down
a desultory cat crosses
Ossington

cat's eye nebula

will there be humans
five billion years from now
when our sun's a cat's eye

a cultural practice passes

she has grown up
without a cookie jar

wonder

let's not talk of disappointment
look at the sun so far north on the horizon
look at the moon hanging high even more northerly in this morning sky

double take

cast a glance behind
mortality in tight pants
menopausal flares