Corey Mesler’s poem All the Dead appeared here in December 2013.

Stalker
By Corey Mesler

We mocked our puppy
hunting in the yard
as if she were a lioness.
Until she brought
us dead squirrels, one, two,
three. Now the
game has abandoned the
field and left Saskia
to stalk leaves and sticks
and the small things
we cannot see that she sees.