A Spider and I in my Basement A spiderfalls purposefullyfrom the ceilinglegs jazzy with descentits invisible threadof web extendinglike hope I watch because I’m afraidalso open to acceptingthe spider’s place in our homeI don’t want to kill it & thatfeels good in a weird way This spiderlands gracefully on the floorits invisible web still invisiblehope… Continue reading Poem 98 – A Spider and I in my Basement