is slipping through our hands,
she tells me,
weeping
while holding two of her
cats in her lap.
how can i go on?
i'm afraid to go outside.
i don't know
what will happen to me.
they've taken
away my
rights.
we've gone backwards.
if not for my three cats, i might
jump off a bridge.
now, now, i tell her.
how about i order
us a pizza
and we watch some Netflix?
what do you say?
okay, okay, she murmurs.
with extra cheese,
and no anchovies?
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