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A Hundred Gourds 3:1 December 2013
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Berenice Mortimer - Canada


Ivory Tower


When segregated in my ivory tower, it takes more than a fireman's greasy pole to bring me down. Especially at meal time. Then I descend on the chair lift which our grey cat ruined. Wee plastic spikes prickle my skinny posterior.

emerging
now and then
she mingles



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