we had as a kid
rarely had a collar,
never a leash,
they ran free
in the streets,
when we went out,
they followed.
and like us
they returned home
when tired,
when at last it
was time
to eat.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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