Spider by Sarah LaRue

A spiderlanded somehow in mybathroom trash basket,dancing frantically among tissues.I told her in a singsong voiceI wanted freedom for her,lowering a short glass with folded paperangling to evacuate. She found corners in the bag insideand skittered to climb the crinkling plasticexhausted then retreating to a fold.I urged her on a minute longer and then scoffedsome creatures might just rather die—maybe more prefer a death they … Continue reading Spider by Sarah LaRue