Pressing anxious paws against my lower arm,
she marks my skin,
3kg of stiletto feet.
Easily startled, nerves like gum,
she twitches like a bird:
permanent fight or flight.
Even asleep, she is awake
and I worry:
what does this do to her?
by Rebecca L. Atherton
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