Disguised by ornate molds, sewn to their footpads, little fringes.
Dog troupes in tutus whistled to bears in their polished paws.
Blaze orange and phosphorescent, dottings
of dark and palpable spongy spores continue to cling to crevices:
throats, and their ilk.
Lichens adhesions crusts corrosions: the plaques of goodwill.
Outside, the sadness of trees in a row.
Animals appeared where they should not be:
a possum fell out of the ceiling.
Raccoon meandered where rabbit would have flit.
Out in the yard, dogwood budded too early,
reburied tulips fooled by a thaw.
Artifacts of teatimes: market spice, saltines and soft, sourdough cookies.A slinging of tambourines.
Heed me they plead in hints, feathery films where they should not grow.
Stubborn, audacious yeasts still flutter,gnats on the rims of syrup bottles
Ann Neuser Lederer was born in Ohio and has also lived and worked in Pennsylvania, Michigan, and Kentucky as a Registered Nurse. Prior to nursing she studied art and earned degrees in Anthropology. Her nonfiction and poetry appear in online and print journals; anthologies such as Bedside Guide, A Call To Nursing, The Country Doctor Revisited, and Best of the Net; and in her chapbooks Approaching Freeze, The Undifferentiated, and Weaning the Babies.