Visiting Jennifer Martin
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For the time being, I’m just fine with Jennifer Martin thrusting her cat at me. I’m not too fond of cats, and hers doesn’t Like me. It squirms and runs off toward The nearest dark corner, but Jennifer stays, Legs drawn up underneath her. We talk About things that are of no importance, The weather, the dread duty of raking up Leaves. She has biscuits, which we both Dip into our coffee. Her wall clock strikes Two. I’ve been here since eleven, and, for The time being, I’m fine. © Lawrence Beck 2021
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