Brooke Nelson

Mildew

When grandma finally called me,
I had only one vacancy:

In the Snot-District.

But sweet cat grandma,
knowing the alternatives,
bothered no one about this
misfortune.

She much preferred the
damp-cactus proboscis
to the
snow-boot dirt-chill
of chicken poop
and milk
icicles.

And grandpa.

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