- Dog, Weldon Kees
I am no growling cicerone or Cerberus
But wreckage for the pound, snuffling in shame
All cold-nosed toward identity. –Rex? Ginger? No.
- Walking with Jackie, Sitting with a Dog, Gary Soto
We find a dog, hungry and sad as a suitcase kicked open
And showing nothing.
- The Dog Stoltz, August Kleinzahler
- February, Margaret Atwood (cat poem)
- 1 letter, 2 min.
- 2 min. association
- prompt: “On the other side of that door…”