haiku 53
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we leave before dawn -
but where is our neighbor
going at this hour?
Filed under: fiction
Not recently, Carmine, a white and tan cat, woke especially early and spent the morning in prayer, punctuated by the occasional quick glance at where his tail should have been.
When he felt as prepared for his journey as any cat has ever felt, he slipped away from the barnyard and wandered down the dirt road toward the port.
Posted on March 27th, 2008 by bryon
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