I dreamed I lived in an old farmhouse
on top of a hill in Vermont or New Hampshire.
I was sitting on the doorstep.
Six wild kittens who lived in the barn
were playing around my feet,
and they nibbled at my fingers with tiny sharp teeth
when I tried to pat them.




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Uncle Roger File 3: Terminals by Judy Malloy
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