Best Window Screen Poems

Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady

She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the new heat
Pulled from mothballs

Tongue of sandpaper
Scratches and tastes
I don’t know what

Bitter pollen?
Invisible scents of fellow felines
Hunting shrews from under the...

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