#1515

“Fluffy”

unwilling mother
the opposite of your name
such an angry cat

“Barny”

regal calico
not meant for life in a barn
we gave you better

“Trouble”

intrepid kitten
you were trouble from the start
of course we picked you

“Adam”

I knew you briefly
and should have kept you safer
for that, I’m sorry

“Charlie”

little gray shadow
you were a piece of my soul
I’ll miss you always

“Merlin”

spirit companion
in the corner of my eye
you follow me still

“Deuce”

most spoiled of my sons
you were king of the castle
and acted like it

“Drusilla”

bowling ball kitty
who loved the smell of mens shoes
I hope you lost weight

“Bruno”

purr like a Harley
eyes bright as the harvest moon
please live forever

#1512

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“lose weight with this one weird trick!”
(a staph infection)

 

[ So guess who has been super sick the last two weeks three weeks like forever and apparently has a staph infection in her mouth and has lost a bunch of weight because the super strong antibiotics make her so nauseous all she can eat are cinnamon toast Eggo waffles? That would be me, the girl who internalizes her stress and emotions to such an intense degree that she physically cripples herself. Brilliant! ]

#1507

so I have dragged the beast into the light
but am still too afraid to open my eyes
to face what manner of creature stalks me;
when it lurked in the shadows I could pretend it was harmless
all bark and no bite, my imagination run wild;
after all, it was only once Little Red grew suspicious
that the wolf gobbled her up;
if she had befriended the beast and called it Granny
would they be living in the cottage still?

I am trying to resist the urge
to let my beast slink back into the closet;
I am trying to teach it to heel
and walk around the block

#1506

If I think about myself as I am
a girl who’s always anxious
who speaks too loudly
who cries too often
who is graceless and tactless and intense
I fear I will be too much for you
that I will push you from my side
I wish instead I was the moon
sharp and radiant and cold
dressed in light and shadow
for as the moon I might pull at your heart
knowing you cannot resist the dance
knowing you must always follow me across the sky
faithful sun drawn in the the wake of your moon