The Calico Cat
by David P. Gontar (September 2016)
the calico cat
to the place
where they ripped the hedges up
the calico cat came back
and gave a frown
it bore eight kittens there
where the parking lot is black and bare
and the sun stares down
as the calico cat
paws at the dust so brown
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