walk with me soft on dark
green grass the bright green blades
stick in between the pads of
our fur-covered hands and feet just beyond the row of trees
the village sleeps we’re not afraid not
you not me running with me softly swiftly snarling
deep down in our throats a tiger’s purr a
woman’s scream blood smears my face my lips and sweat
shines on our flanks and we so beautiful
we find the child leap through the window climb in
his bed rip out his throat before he screams I always
save you the best pieces
lie with me soft on dark green grass kiss my lips
kiss the monster goodbye

By Holly Day

Short bio: Holly Day is a housewife and mother of two living in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Her poetry has recently appeared in Hawai’i Pacific Review, The Oxford American, and Slipstream. Her book publications include Music Composition for Dummies, Guitar-All-in-One for Dummies, and Music Theory for Dummies, which has recently been translated into French, Dutch, Spanish, Russian, and Portuguese.