Sammy

My cat sounds like the first rumble of popping corn

as she settles into me for the night

I push her caramel vanilla fur into the bits of tabby

Until she’s full of joy- leaps off my shoulder and into her favorite worn scarf tucked in a box

Under the bed

I’m not offended, not really

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