ALBINO SQUIRREL

I thought it might be fun/different to try posting some audio blog readings of my poems every once in awhile. This is a poem called Albino Squirrel, and it's a bit of a Seasonal Affective Disorder poem. In fact, around early November or so each year, like clockwork, I end up writing an annual Seasonal Affective Disorder poem. This particular vintage is from a few years back, though, when I lived in Columbus, Ohio, and worked a particularly hideous and loathsome day job as a legal secretary that no amount of anti-depressants seemed capable of making up for . . . and where I did, in fact, regularly see an albino squirrel on the way to the bus stop.

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P.S. Thanks to everyone who weighed in on the cover art poll below! And yes . . . there does appear to be a nipple lurking next to the goldfish slightly above the knee there. I'm assuming that the nipple is an effect of the tattoo pattern, and not a real one . . . although I'm terrifically fascinated and certainly not opposed to the notion of extra bonus nipples making cameo appearances in unexpected locales.