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The professor treasured jigsaw puzzles as they distracted him from noticing the day come and go; and also from cats.
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Scratch his eyes out, flashed through Edgar's head, scratch his eyes out.
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No glue can reunite this tea set wreck. The refrigerator clicks and hums, towers over, swallows me in shadow.
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“I'll bet that vexatious cat ate it” ... he pictured the cat tiptoeing on the table where the nearly completed puzzle lay to snatch the last loose piece in its mouth as revenge.
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"Right. It's just that you love the cat more."
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Both his parents saved their pent up Puritan pasts to fill his ears with brimstone clichés.
"Idle time is the devil's playground", he would tell me, scrunching up his face, stuffing it full of meat lovers pizza.
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As part of an online writers ”interview” series, I decided to deviate a little from the norm and do my first interview with our housecat, while I await my first ever conversation with an actual human.
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Help me escape from this cold high peak and explore a galaxy unparalleled by synthetic pear alleles that make colors deceive. Cats like us don't like to go to the top of snowy mountains, for we melt into hairballs and roll all …
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I deciphered the signature of a schizophrenic teenager in Mumbai, the chirography of American psychiatrists and European poets, the algorithms and obfuscated codes of the CP/M and the MITS Altair, was communicated the true intention of the Rohonc Codex (u
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We saved and saved to buy the oxblood leather sofa./
Mia loved it so she scratched her name into the armrests
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“Apollo twenty-two. Come in.”, the voice crackled through the speakers of the aircraft. There was only silence broken by a solitary meow and the slight whistle of oxygenated air through the ventilation system. “Captain Snuggles, now that you…
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when down the street/ a female cat/ yowls with the force/ of a red light blazing/ in an alley.
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It was spring. All the villagers had gone mad. Every single one had become an unreliable narrator and no one had any idea what the truth actually was. Leonard decided it was best to lock himself in the house and order clothes,…
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Gaston could remember the first time he set eyes on Deno. He'd gone into the back of the house to enquire after a lost order and found himself face to face with the dish washer, a man in his late 20s, dual heritage, tall, staring eyes and dangling useless hands. The…
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