sideways, reaching out its long gray tongue.
I gave it my wheat cracker while small drops
of rain pounded us both. Lightning cracked open
the sky. Zebras zipped across the field.
It was springtime in Michigan.
So begins Rain at the Zoo by Kristen Tracy. (Excerpt posted here with Kristen Tracy's expressed permission.) To read the poem in full, please visit American Life in Poetry.
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