holding the door open
for the cat
to change his mind
Lynette Arden
fireside
cat and I synchronise
purring
Quendryth Young
snoozing tomcat—
a moonlit paddock ripples
with plague mice
Kent Robinson
living alone—
held
by my cat’s purr
Leanne Jaeger
packing . . .
the cat curled tightly
in my suitcase
Vanessa Proctor
abandoned station—
a jaunty tail
on the dust-drawn cat
Sandra Simpson
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