This month Jonathan Weller continued in his series of articles in the Rat Creek Press on the history of the Alberta Avenue community. I was struck by the change of street names to numbers ( Rat Creek Press April 2013: 10) , and decided to have a bit of fun with the idea of Otter Street.
I slip quietly out of the Rat Creek
I am sleek, and furry and musky
It is night, but my eyes gleam red like lasers.
I am headed for 90th street, once Otter Street- named after me.
I scratch dirt into a pile, marking my place- my street
Then I stop and groom my beautiful fur ,
Dirty from an afternoon of sliding on the river’s muddy banks
I stop, peering into the darkness, nose twitching, listening
Then a sound
We exchange an otter salutation
Standing together, glistening, shining in the moonlight.
This street- this Otter Street- this 90th Street
Here’s a link to Jonathan’s article. Enjoy!