Cat Delis


With a movement of night
shapes rustle the oak tree’s
foliate passage to trunk,
lower, lower, several
headfirst to ground,
across short grass,
sidewalk, big grass,
up handrail porch
to gather handfuls
of cat food, crunch,
nibble and chew with
unworried glances at
myself and the stray cat
frozen en pointe on my
leg only some feet away
in our smoking chair before,
satisfied, waddling over porch
into grass, entering our sewer’s
vast transport system to visit
cat delis all over town.





About the Author

After a rather extended and varied second childhood in New Orleans, Matt Dennison’s work has appeared in Rattle, Bayou Magazine, Redivider, Natural Bridge, The Spoon River Poetry Review and Cider Press Review, among others. He has also made short films with Michael Dickes, Swoon, and Marie Craven.