Feral Calico
hide your kittens
from Owl’s, Coyote’s,
nocturnal hunt.
Starving as you
scavenge for scraps
in fetid alleys
and rubbish dumps.
Suckle the blind,
mewling whelps
though your ribs
show distinctly.
Voracious appetites
insatiable,
you give of yourself
instinctively.
Hide your kittens,
and hide yourself,
from stray bitches
on the prowl.
Keep to the
relative safety
of shadows,
hunker down
while the hunting
dogs howl.

M. Zane McClellan

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