Snapshot of my Son Momentarily Stopping
as the sun pierces through
black clouds
haloing your hair
clutching your bottle in one hand
……………..Mickey colouring book in the other
………………….on your way
……………………..into the faded
…………………………..monochrome of grey
…………………………………..your knees
……………………………………….slipping into its crease
Leaving for the Airport
No windscreen wipers
The car ahead strikes
a cat with a glancing blow
………………….launching it
…………………………..spinning 360 degrees
……………..and then some
its tail jutting, fur spiking
…………..blood spraying
…leaving a crimson circle
we watch
……..the cat’s legs refusing to accept
………………..its helicopter death
………………..ready to high-tail it
…………………….across the highway
Strange how shock
will keep your head spinning
…………..& your motor running
……………………when all is lost.
that’s why I’m leaving you
Vacation photo
I am the girl
biting her lip
It’s the only time I
put my arm around her waist
I was 10.
Mom’s got an oar in each hand
as we pose on the dock
My little sister with her fake smile
and lopsided pedal pushers
raises her eye brows
when she spies
a tree shaped like black dog
in the background
on its haunches ready to pounce
she calls it by name
I try in vain to rub away
the dark spot trailing down
her forehead
She is marked.
Kathleen Strafford is a student at Trinity University in Leeds studying for her MA in creative writing. She hopes her first collection of poetry will be published this coming year after graduation. She has been published in magazines & online: Interpreter’s House, Butcher’s Dog, Algebra of Owls, Fat Damsel, Ink Sweat and Tears, Panoply webzine, Prole, Cinnamon Press’ Reaching Out anthology and a number of Trinity’s own publications.