Early Works

Snail In My Coffee

May 14, 2007

Strange

I found you today

Tiny life form perched on my coffee cup

I thought you were a speck of dust

So easy to crush you, to flush you

But you were beautiful

At second glance

A translucent spiral

Delicate as a baby’s fingernail

Specks of brown around

Your shell delicately decorated

To entice a mate

At first

I thought to wash you away

Your spiral spinning down a whirlpool

But then I stopped…..

Why did I need to kill you?

Maybe you were dead

Maybe you were not

Your visitation odd yet harmless….

Placed you on the aloe plant

Why end your journey with me

An unintended voyeur

Hours later you were gone…

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