Spring appetites

This entry is part 80 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses

I eat my enemies by the handful:
spicy leaves of the invasive
garlic mustard.

Back home, I strip
in front of the mirror,
checking for ticks.

A squirrel walks past the window
with bulging cheeks,
carrying one of her young.

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