Enhancement After this morning’s appointment,I can say that it is crumblingaround the edges,crumbling from radio beamsand napalm. The tumor is crumbling. After this morning,I can sit at the kitchen table, breathing inthe hum of the house: I am silent.Sunlight enhances the snow,and the snow turns to scar tissue. The Hedgehog The hedgerow has broken,its round leaves spilt belowlike coins from a slot machine. As for the hog, we have seenneither hide nor hair. The theory is that it dippedits quills & fell into the inkwellof the underground. Cameron Morse taught and studied in China. Diagnosed with a brain tumor in 2014, he is currently an MFA candidate at UMKC and lives with his wife, Lili, in Blue Springs, Missouri. His poems have been or will be published in over 30 different magazines, including The New Territory, I-70 Review and TYPO.