Jun 17
I have a scar on my chest from a cat who's not alive anymore and I don't know how to write a poem about it
The last thing that's left of him is something that hurt. It's right over my heart
#today is one year since the best cat of my life passed away from us#near the end i kept wishing she would scratch me more often maybe some of it would scar#i’d wished i could tattoo the sharp but gentle scratch on my shoulder from a time she was desperate to keep being held#she only ever let us hold her once she was very old and slowly dying. and then she never wanted to be set down.#i had to bring a plant to work today to keep it together#i raised her from when she could fit on my palm as a child. and she was just like a baby at the end again.
