Love makes you feel alive

Whoever those postmodernists are that say / There is no universal have never spent any time with an animal / I have played tennis with so many animals / I can’t count the times I have let them win / Their snouts that were wet with health / Dripping in the sun, then we went and took a swim / Just me and the otters, I held them so close / I felt the bump of ghosts as I held them.

Dorothea Lasky, “Me and the Otters,” Black Life (Wave Books).