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515 SOUTH WILLARD STREET: THE ESQUISITE STING OF FELINE JUDGEMENT

the cat eats
demurely
from a stainless steel bowl,
and watches me from the corner of her
crunching eyes.

I can tell that she finds me
slightly obtuse,
and that’s ok.

when we go to bed,
Dinah falls asleep on my pillow,
with a crazy look in her
eyes.

in the morning,
I will feel irrational
for having been nervous
about falling asleep
beside her.