Without the Cat

the house died with Tiger Lily,
the one            who inhabited

space we merely lived in
she experienced with experiments

how carpet fiber tastes, how books pull
off shelves, how sun moves from sofa to chair

details of every room she measured
coded into her pink paws

we are deaf without mao-mrrow
we sleep without            between us

we occupy an impersonal container
a storage shed with no            surprises

proud arched neck, she would show off
her mice whose turds now desecrate her floor

Sara Backer, an MFA candidate at Vermont College of Fine Arts, has two chapbooks: Bicycle Lotus (Left Fork), which won the Turtle Island Poetry Award, and Scavenger Hunt (Dancing Girl Press). Find her other online publications at http://sarabacker.com/publications.

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