The Tabby cat sheds all over the house, the sofa, my shorts, the dining room floor. He leaves his hair behind the way I wish I could leave my head behind. New baby babbling in a bouncy seat. Summer days full of sun and brightness and the last thing I want is to be happy. The shadow of the dogwood on the walk and each leaf is an old lover laughing at me. I am trapped inside this swollen body. I do not remember the words to the lullaby. The moon like a forgotten blossom in a too blue sky. There is nothing beautiful about it. It will fade away today. Soon no one will even remember it was there.
Anina Robb is a poet living in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia with her husband, two children, and cat & dog. She earned her MFA from Sarah Lawrence College. Her poems have appeared in numerous publications, both online and print. In her spare time she likes to run.