• Sarah Van Arsdale

April 17, 2022

Prompt: dogs.


Apart from that Weimerauner, trained to kill

who trapped me in the coat closet

when I was eight years old.

I'm sick of that old story.

How about a nice dog story,

the tall golden doodle across the hall,

who reminds me of the one, long ago,

I nearly took home,

imagining my new life with this sturdy companion.

His shelter name was lucky,

and I would have kept it.

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