Mingy Half-blind she came to claim our affection, playing the staircase game, tummy rubs, all she wished. Until the pain left her curled up in the white room finding that last best sleep, tail still wagging. From now no day will pass when we do not think of that grunting, bouncy beast that loved us too.
Clay Waters has had poems published in The Santa Clara Review, River Oak Review, Literal Latte, Poet Lore. His website is claywaters.org, featuring his self-published cozy mystery novel Death in the Eye. Clay lived in Florida until the age of four and recently returned to find it hasn’t changed a bit. Three of his six memories from that first stop involve the alphabet, which in retrospect was a bit of a tell.