The Silver Anniversary
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
Eye woke This Morning
from The Dream
of cleaning up cat shit
with M(eye) bare hands —
the cat shit was in the shape
of a computer key board —
laid on the seat of M(eye) Grandparents’
Victorian Rosewood Chair.
The Key Board was intricate —
It was Intricate Shit —
and I had It on My Hands