Poetry Monday: Callie

She’s my cat
She’s older
10 years old
She doesn’t play
As much
As younger cats
She sits
And judges
Everyone
And everything
She rubs
Her face on
Walls and tables
Her favorite place
Sleeping
On my lap
For hours

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

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