Their masticating little mandibles

chew in unison

as the air grows leaden and thick.

That awful scream ricocheted off the picket fences

their sharp white teeth

already bared in maniacal grins.

 

You rushed outside

short-stepped and agitated

jittery-yells and shouted.

Oh how little Sahklava from next door screamed

like some wretched sea-monster, calling on her vulpine mother

flappity flap she descended upon you.

 

I heard you yelling some more

at them…

& I heard the sniffling sea-monster, unscathed

pink skin unscratched and bloodless,

lurking by mother-vultures trouser leg.

I suspected melodrama

yet, I opened up my laptop

& looked at nice places in Arizona we could live.