Dog Heart Skirt
I’m sitting cross-legged in the backyard under the cherry tree,
Lily in my lap, soft fur on her rounded back, and Tish pressed to my flank,
The laptop teeters perched on my knee,
Hair growing long from summertime quarantine,
Feeling her weight — all 13 pounds,
Sitting in stillness listening to the sound of a passing jet.
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