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I’m petsitting two French bulldogs right now. They both are hyper when I come home, but tend to chill out fast. They sleep most of the day, and wake up just to eat. Pretty sure one has amnesia, she always forgets who I am.

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Poetry

Cut, Burn, Bury

Cut, Burn, Bury (By Cat Matchuk)

lighted matches on brown wooden surface
Photo by Pixabay

Cut, cut, cut
the young girl’s hair falls to the floor.

You ask yourself, who will I be now?
I want to drink whiskey straight from the bottle
and wear leather
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