Survival Odds

Day 25. Dreamed, last night, about a tiny black kitten floating underwater in a clear, half filled goldfish bowl. Throughout the dream, three times total, a male adds water, laughing, until the bedraggled cat with its spiked fur can just barely lift and hold its nostrils in the air. The yellow-green eyes dwarf the face, a Margaret Keene painting.

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A one-generation-off-the boat demi-Sicilian.
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