bikes and bunnies
tw: animal death
last week i saw a white bunny on the bike trail
he slipped from my grasp and i swore to come back for him
the next day i went back and forth for two odd hours and came up empty handed
i left some apples and cilantro where i saw him last
a few days ago i stopped at the bodega for tea on my ride home
i walked a few blocks sipping when suddenly there was a pungent smell in the air
a brindle rabbit lay dead by my feet;
he laid to rest at my favorite spot in town
the electrical substation