Roadkill season

after the petals from the crabapple trees have fallen and

formed a brown crust against the curb

(like the snow a few months ago,

black from exhaust)

and before the pools open:

raccoons and squirrels litter the streets,

viscera spilled onto the asphalt, pink

and red

and grey. 

on the way back from Connecticut i saw a cat,

not disemboweled but 

stiff and wide-eyed

legs pointing toward the sky.