Superstition

The stare isn’t vacant;
it’s absorbed; attentive –
the being on high alert

I’ve seen cats like this before
crossed the road to avoid
their supernatural curse

But this creature is different,
dares me to make a move…
Why do I feel I’ve already lost?

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image mine.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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