WAITING FOR A FEMORAL HEAD OSTECTOMY:
A PAINTING
After two days hiding under the bed, my cat
emerges, carrying his back leg as if useless, the toes
on the supporting paw spread wide
for balance. He continues like this, eyes wide
and dilated, a growl that returns most evenings
as the pain sets back in. It flowers, like
the spread paws, back down through the leg
until he can do nothing but carry it,
or lie down. Days and nights. I imagine placing him
in front of a series of mirrors, the strange
pirouette-leg, the left-handed toes spread
too far, to balance, to cry out, the sublimation
of the possible fall. I imagine him reaching up
toward the bar, its slickness, nails running loud
against the painted metal, until he grips
and pulls up, weight only on the sturdy leg, tail high
in assurance, flower in the hip, quieter.
About mckenzielynntozan
McKenzie Lynn Tozan lives and writes in Europe with her family (originally from the Midwest). In addition to being the Editor-in-Chief of Lit Shark Magazine and the Banned Book Review, she is a novelist, poet, and book reviewer. She received her MFA in Poetry from Western Michigan University and her BA in English/BS in Education from Indiana University South Bend, where she began her work in publishing. Her poems have appeared in Rogue Agent, Whale Road Review, Young Ravens Review, The Birds We Piled Loosely, and Encore Magazine, among others; and her book reviews and essays have appeared in The Rumpus, Green Mountains Review, Memoir Mixtapes, The Life Collective, Her Journal, Motherly, and more. When not writing, she enjoys reading, appreciating nature, and spending time with her husband and three children.
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