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it is high noon and white sunlight blazes the sky the air becoming a wall of heat it is a miracle anything survives at the bottom of the sky, long blades of grass climb upwards rustling with movement veiling all life in shadows mother cat is promenading striding with babies in her belly they push against their mother her stomach expanding gently like a rock somewhere beneath the canopy a shifty dragon lies his snarling tongue is sniffing for something alive slowly crawling towards a dent in the grass a newly born litter of kittens their mother still wandering for shade their life snuffed out before they’ve opened their eyes do they feel the sun kiss their sleeping heads goodnight?
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Jul 19, 2022
Jul 19, 2022 at 11:14 PM UTC
The Stillness of Noon
it is high noon and white sunlight blazes the sky the air becoming a wall of heat it is a miracle anything survives at the bottom of the sky, long blades of grass climb upwards rustling with movement veiling all life in shadows mother cat is promenading striding with babies in her belly they push against their mother her stomach expanding gently like a rock somewhere beneath the canopy a shifty dragon lies his snarling tongue is sniffing for something alive slowly crawling towards a dent in the grass a newly born litter of kittens their mother still wandering for shade their life snuffed out before they’ve opened their eyes do they feel the sun kiss their sleeping heads goodnight?
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Jul 19, 2022
Jul 19, 2022 at 11:14 PM UTC
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