When she cracked open these doors

Two cats, a bird then a hamster rushed in

Looking for the kids.

She had to leave for some reason,

And she went underground for the season,

Below the water table because this is Miami.

She’s not buried really, but a wild fish rather

Swimming in a fishbowl full of tears.

Image credit : Gerhard Richter, « Iceberg in the mist », 1982