Rabbit
All week
the rabbit
came to the fence.
The dogs barked
at first,
then gave up.
The rabbit was
covered in tumors,
one large one covering
the side of his face
with bulging eye.
The last day
it cried in pain.
One of the dogs
went over the fence
and snapped its neck,
its message to us
delivered.
Ethel Mortenson Davis is an artist/poet from Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin. From a farm outside Wausau, she studied art at the University of Wisconsin. Her poetry has appeared in journals and anthologies and in two books, I Sleep Between the Moons of New Mexico and White Ermine Upon My Shoulders. Personal blog: www.fourwindowspress.com.
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