A Well-Traveled Coyote
by Nora Naranjo-Morse
John F. Kennedy
New York City
I saw him across the lobby
flight 161
St. Louis
Albuquerque.
Coyote looked in control
cool
fitting right into the city
smiling when a pretty woman passed him
figuring out his flight
making calculations from behind
the New York Times.
Slick
right down to his Tony Lamas
Coyote
I’d recognize him anywhere
Copenhagen
New York
Gallup.
People say
you can dress ’em up
but once a coyote
always a coyote.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Poetry Month
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