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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 7, Number 1, March 2013


Francis W. Alexander
Sandusky, Ohio, USA

Nine Lives

It's an unseasonably warm winter's day. Rain is forecast for tomorrow. The house behind my apartment is being demolished. Last year when I moved here, I noticed cats were the house's occupants. Seeing a kitten in the group, I started feeding them. Since then, three more kittens have joined the clan. Last month, the cats looked to be contented with their home, sitting on the steps with their Vulcan ears pointing at the sky.

windy day
the kitten chasing
a piece of dust

I imagine their meows snatching the spaces once occupied by crying and shouting. Years ago, somebody came through like invading Vikings, sacked the place, and carried away all the copper they could find.

Today, a tractor's shovel sticks out like a scorpion's tale and rips into the roof. I have three of the kittens inside with me and they are spooked at the noise. Watching the action outside, I wonder if any of the other cats have dashed back into the building where there is no other escape route.

dried tire tracks
the missed kitten
shows up for dinner



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