drum roll please...

and on the fifth day, God said:
"LET THERE BE DIARRHEAAAAAA"

for the portfolio (maybe)

written for extra credit:


Kiki sees ghosts

(maybe)
or at least i think she should.

considering the number of birds
and mice
and lizard tails,
or lizards sans-tail
that end up
in that cat's mouth.
their bloodtrails and
bones
map out an area
not-so-dissimilar
to a graveyard
on my porch.

Kiki sees ghosts
(i hope)
when she's napping
or
gently whipping her tail
on the patches of sun
that crawl along the carpet
and she suddenly darts out the room
with such fury
one might think the
poor thing
must have seen a ghost
(or something like that)

I hear that karma can be a bitch.

and that lizards can sometimes hold
quite the grudge.