first day of spring
how to celebrate the cat curls herself in the sun outside someone places a call
today everything is marvelous the pigeons
their grubby pink feet the droning of some leaf blower
somewhere everywhere
everything is So Green at the park as if for the first time i walk
on the bottom lip of the lake which is an open mouth
without trying i end up in someone’s prom photos
in the background the city the open mouth an especially tiny me
here i imagine you walking the footprints you’d leave by this i mean
i imagine the earth taking note of you like a photo
a guestbook is it selfish? that i want it to remember you especially
the force you put into each step your direction
even as the dirt grows older older still?
A. Prevett (they/them) is the author of the chapbook Still, No Grace (Madhouse Press, 2021). Their poetry has appeared in such journals as Sixth Finch, Hobart, Palette Poetry, and others. They are pursuing an MFA in poetry from Georgia State University, where they edit the journal New South.