I tried to take a picture of Bear at the back window, but he caught on and sauntered away.
BEAR, A CAT
Elbows on the windowsill
at dawn
he’s looking for the fairies
who shimmer on the lawn
you can see
in his half-human eyes
that he sees them
and you gaze until
the floaters tremble
a lash falls and you think it’s
a star
but you can’t quite summon
what he sees
He murmurs
his haunches tense
he is an animal
he wants to hunt down magic
play with it
swallow it whole
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