Having a cat is like having a plant. You have to give it food, water and some love and make sure it has access to a window. Handle delicately. ** Bukowski as the gateway poet. ** New Ginsberg book. Post-mortem. $29.95!! The trick is they use courier or some other slab serif to evoke strike-onContinue reading “Cats, etc.”
I like when I deliberately make a weird noise, and my cat in turn studies me quizzically. Before too long she goes back into repose, and then I go and make another strange sound. By the third or fourth time, my cat’s patience has worn thin, and her curiosity gets the better of her. SheContinue reading “Disturbances”
When my cat is on my bed there is nothing left for her to attain. In her feline world, it is the pinnacle of places in which to rest and roam. My bed is like New York City, where there is nowhere left to go. Meaning, anywhere else is a step down. So you justContinue reading “Lofty living with my cat”
i read a few poems, then check facebook. no one has liked my photo yet. my cat is cleaning herself again, looking perfectly content — despite the repetition of her existence. She wears a mona lisa smile 24/7.