Sleek cat, she curves her water-bones
around the man, thrusts
her cupped palm. He waves her off.
Threading the crowd, she vanishes
past a shoulder and a moon-face.
She makes her eyes go dead.
Mercedes Lawry was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA and have lived in Seattle almost thirty years. She has published poetry in such journals as Poetry, Rhino, Nimrod, Poetry East, Seattle Review, and others. She has also published some fiction as well as stories and poems for children.