Here is a poem from the collection:
ON THE DAY THAT OSCAR LEFT ME
I awoke terribly fragile,
shaking and frightened and
I called in sick,
an ex lover
telephoned and asked
for money
which I didn’t have,
the backyard flooded
and my pot dealer
had gone on
holiday,
the radio broadcast
stories of tragedy
and sadness and
of wars
and payday was
two weeks away;
Oscar had suddenly
shown up a few
months back, wailing
and crying and
hungry and we made
friends and he moved
in and I called him
Oscar and he ate
whatever I could
give him and he
seemed thankful and
then one day he
didn’t come back
and I
knew that he
wouldn’t return;
Oscar was a beat hobo cat;
I had a real lousy
day the day
that Oscar
left me.
(the poem is posted with the permission of the writer)
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