Kathleen Winter




Noir

All the animals in the garden
knew the score: Rat knew,
Gnu knew, even Gnat
knew Snake was telling me
what to do. Snake whispered,
he lisped; he said I was
an ignorant bimbo, he said
I was expendable, a rib.
Snake was a reptile
and he was a pigeon, too.
He offered me the apple—
what could I do?