This short prose piece was inspired by a prompt to write about a body part.
Five random musings inspired by this quotation from Renato Rosaldo: "The material of poetry is not so much the event as the traces it leaves.”
This poem was inspired by a photograph taken from Allan Gardens in Toronto. I've never been there, but it got me thinking about connection in an urban setting.
Just a fun and possibly revealing little reflection on being a "cat person" (even though I no longer have a cat).