A Tight Little Fit

Down... down... into the shadows! I folded my long, bendy legs right under the wooden coffee table, scooting across the smooth floor until my back met the thick rug edge. It is narrow, dark, and perfectly snug! A stray green plastic bottle cap was resting right near the table leg, so I reached out a big yellow mitten and swept it close. We fit together down here, tucked away from the bright ceiling lamp, completely hidden and cozy.

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  • carnelian · 42 days ago

    so many poems! why is there problems! why is tha

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