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the garage

the last passenger of my mother’s little red car

was a feral calico

who purred her way onto a lap

and into a heart.

The car took her last trip today…. 40 more words

The Now

Well shit....

Remember how I hoped our spending moratorium would go well and the car would hold out for a while longer? I really should have lowered my expectations on how… 424 more words

sometime in july

sitting inside
this shell
of a car
that will not stir,
will not start,
waiting for dad
to rescue me…
it’s been hours,
where could he be? 68 more words

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