When a roller skater meets another roller skater in an aisle between two walls of books,
the stick I throw the stick to, or pick up to hit the snake with, is a snake. On Christmases,
with cats, one cat sedated, by the time we start out for your mother’s it’s already dark.
Heikki Huotari is a retired professor of mathematics. In a past century, he attended a one-room country school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower. His poems have appeared in several journals, including Poetry Northwest and Crazyhorse. A chapbook is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press.