Fresh snow—
the child fills the trailer
of her toy truck.
*
Packaging the cold ground meat,
my hand turns numb.
*
Netted tight & stacked
by the American Legion,
the unsold firs.
*
A barn cat by the compost
hisses in defense of eggshells.
*
The creek at dusk:
doves crowd in to drink
from the dark water.
*
Christmas Eve, & sleep’s in short supply
as sleet ticks on the windows.
