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Kitty
I remember three things about that day.
One: a kitten at my doorstep,
its soft fur and wet blue eyes;
Two: kitty crouching beneath the porch chair,
a guttural noise growing from the dogs’ throats;
Three: kitty’s mangled corpse on the lawn,
soaking in the afternoon sun;
I don’t remember how old I was,
Why I didn’t think to save the cat,
And how I spent the rest of my day knowing I could have.
So much flew by me as a child, crash-landing in the mind I live with
now. I could have saved it.
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This piece is about the fear, confusion and regret associated with childhood memories.