From the collection Autumn Opens a Door, published in 2015.
When I went down into the basement
to the laundry room
to check on the clothes in the washer
I found a dead mouse, courtesy of our cat,
lying on the floor
in that never-going-to-breathe-again kind of stillness
sprawled out on his stomach
like a little mouse Superman
only not flying, of course,
and never even going to try it, now.