Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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A little spider works the corner
window of my shower, stores
its prey, bundled on the frame
maybe a year living, preparing
there, its web invisible gossamer
sags at edges, at, as where its set
fought the end of life, a mosquito
fly venturing too far, net it caught.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. July 24, 2015