A starry expanse,
Time bends and warps the fabric,
Eternity's dance.
About the Creator
Alexandru Nornguard
Author, poet, bad dancer!
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Lap Cat
My nose is dripping, and Delia is tracing her fingers through my hair. Her husband is shirtless by the microwave, heating up leftovers from New Year's Eve. In 60 seconds, I'll be shoving mouthfuls of risotto between my quivering lips like a child and picking at semi-stale dinner rolls. Then, I'll pass my plate to one of their three Tabby cats (whom I can never tell apart) and let him/her/them (?) lick it clean.
By Erin Latham Sheaabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
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