What did you expect to find?
A postcard from Bosnia, a playbill
from The Sound of Music, a letter
from a beau in Cooperstown,
a silver cigarette case with initials, RH,
of her maiden name?
You opened me, her mahogany bureau.
You found a rabbit’s foot on a chain.
In the sun I gleamed black cherry.
 
Artwork by: Cornelius Norbertus Gijsbrechts