Description
like any animals
want
meat or love
or water or moonlight.
Where they come from
even shadows glow.
Freer than most, they lick
paws in the irradiated
brush, run
grinning, unfettered
by leashes
or love
of a master. Nothing
was meant
to survive
the disaster, but here
they are, sinister
as mothers, nuzzling
scorched earth
for answers.







