Anna Cates

Groundhog's Day

I live on the edge of a small Midwestern town, beside a field, beside the woods. Sometimes, wildlife wander in through the trees from the country onto my street: rabbits in morning dew, the occasional deer clomping across the asphalt, carrion birds circling for the unlucky feral cat, and a hedgehog that comes and goes. . . .

cold sunrise
a gopher samples
February snow