Jefferson Carter

Otis - Poem by Jefferson Carter



The vet opens our dog’s mouth
& shows us the gray mass on his palate,
the tumor that’s grown so big
his breath whistles through one nostril.
Our options- $6000 for radiation
or do nothing. Goddamn anyone
who denies him a soul. My wife squats
beside him on the linoleum floor,
crooning as he whistles into her palm.

Topic(s) of this poem: dogs

Comments about Otis by Jefferson Carter

  • (9/6/2014 4:55:00 PM)

    it's a very tough decision when a furbaby has to have a very expensive operation..Look into Sadie's Fund which helps low income pet parents with their bills..your wife's sadness as she tries to comfort the dog is priceless.. (Report) Reply

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  • Frank Ovid (4/16/2014 6:25:00 PM)

    Sad, but never too maudlin. Just matter of fact, which contrasts with the subject matter, and that contrast is what makes for good poetry. What's interesting is we're not sure what they did (at least I'm not) , and that uncertainty(or uneasiness) is a poet at work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

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