Very large heart
Bodies are despotic toddlers. While lovers and dreamers pluck harps about hearts, atria and ventricles are stubbornly physical. No volume of poetry can coax the body out of being so dang…bodily.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Balance Sheets
Life is all about balance: work-life balance; maintaining one’s physical balance; having a positive balance in the bank; the balance of bilateral symmetry (overrated, but generally consisting of the likes of two arms and two legs; four legs; two eyes; okay, one nose, but with two nostrils; no idea how many gills, but on both […]
Guest post: Living Explosively
He’s a fussy, picky eater. When the delicious gooshy bits come out morning and evening, 8AM and 8PM, he wants it, cued by his big, eager eyes watching as soon as he hears the lid of the can open. He’ll run up to his food bowl, ready to eat. But it’s just the gravy.
Survey says: That was fat
When you are among friends, you can sing every song you know. When you are among friends, you can swell to the full size of truth. When you are among friends, you are not worried what the X-ray will reveal.
Do be Rash
Working at Tabby’s Place, your heart is a jingle ball. Your friends will get adopted, and you’ll be slammed into the baseboards, ringing “oh no! Oh yes!” Your friends will pass away, and you’ll splinter into shards, wondering if you can ever sing again. Your friends will become your best friends, and you’ll be grateful […]
Jam with Mr. Ham
Speaking strictly for the bipeds, we have a problem. We’re proud of it, which only gives it bigger muscles. We are afraid of ceasing to spin and ceasing to exist. We are afraid of ceasing. We are afraid.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: More than a Song
When he bequeathed to us the song Hallelujah Leonard Cohen reminded us of the grace and beauty that is paired generously with the grit and darkness that is part and parcel of being human: “it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.” We carry a spark that some may call divine. We also carry weights […]
What are you about?
What is this all about? We are in the season of moonshadows and miracles. I do not mean summer.
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL
What is the goal? Where is the end of the rainbow? Why is there always a carrot on the end of the stick, when it could be a brick of Spam?
Epilogues: July 2023
As August ambushes July with a Super Soaker, we’re feeling ruffled in Ringoes. Cats are reasonable. They do not expect life to be a constant stream of meat products. They accept that sometimes the best they can do is a burger made of twenty slices of cheese. But no one at Tabby’s Place can accept […]
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