The missing cat

2014-02-25 16.46.21I make sure to take photos of Pierre during this year of a photo a day because for anyone but me, he is the mythical cat, only seen in the distance or under the bed. He was a rescue, and the Bowling Green police took three days to catch him under the dumpster where he was hiding, a wily one even as a kitten. He never got over the wild streak, but trusts me now, almost fifteen years later, but with limits. I don’t pick him up, and he lets me pet him.

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Author of the poetry collection The Tethered Ground and Professor of English at Missouri State University. Contact me for readings or for workshops on writing/publishing and on teaching writing online.

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