Trash Bunny’s Worst Christmas (Photos and Poem by Catherine Raine)

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Lost animal of Christmas past,

floppy ears cover eyes

too ashamed to accept,

how low she’s fallen,

 faded felt belly

frozen in grief to the sidewalk.

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Without even a plastic bag

to disguise rejection,

she lies exposed, less than garbage.

Discarded cords, old homework,

and a Disney Store bag from 2007

press against the slack form on three sides.

Her tired pelt casts shadows on jigsaw mats

that are not useful, not even fun.

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 Who used to love you?

Who threw you away?

Who remembers the morning

you got yanked from a red box

and hugged with aggressive joy?

Where is your former seat

on a bunk bed or cedar chest?

You never chose this street, this corner, this end.

Nobody asked if you were done with love.

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When I see the patchwork bow on your neck,

my ribs tighten in pain.

The bow’s faded hearts, flowers, and stripes

in green, blue, yellow, and a hint of purple

cannot lift this heap of despair,

but the colors found me, your witness, your friend.

Let’s sit together until the truck comes.

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