I like a lap full of black
fur, wet noses blowing
out of sync to whistling
trains.  Afternoon gets
wester faster when our
bellies are tamed. Who
so ever comes knocking
now won’t knock twice.
To all incoming mail we
have shut our tired eyes.



Desiree Wright is an English teacher who lives with her husband in rural Arkansas. She has been writing poetry as a hobby for many years.

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