[7]

That all is lost in a sentence, all that you must know, sticky feet, mouse.

[6]

There’s ice cream in the fridge; it’s 2 AM; perhaps a mouse will eat it.

[5]

All art breeds from hoarse descriptions, nightmares of sound, moon or not, cloudy.

[4]

As I approach, the sleeping feral cat turns…and we bow together.

[3]

The river is not so blind to us as we are to our emptiness.

[2]

The beaver never needs to see why we must pick so many flowers.

[1]

The river, with its lilac leaves and tiny eyes, sees what we leave here.