It Can Happen by Kori | Written 7/31/17

His mood was cold and foggy,
like the weather outside.
He sips his coffee.

The cat claws at her face,
she lays in the same spot.
74 days.

Junior is ignored,
not properly fed,
and possibly dead.


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