a grain of rice
on the mayor’s face . . .
New Year’s Levee

winter chill
turkey vultures circling
one of their own

long train
the roundness of snow
on tanker cars

winter tulips
squeaking
as they enter the vase

rabbits at dusk
as if foxes did not also
love twilight

January —
the gym crowded
with resolutions

forecasted storm . . .
the low-battery
in my kindle

hunger moon
the sound of squirrel teeth
on a hazelnut

winter mist
at the stoplight pink sneakers
keep running

lent is over
a bartender flips
the coaster