Shadow Art
Her tail quivering
My cat leapt into the air
Grabbing hold of my ceiling light
Being a boring night
I turned the light on
And watched her shadow
Change from time to time
Sometimes it appeared to be a face
Other times… as a large bird
But later that night
The best shadow she projected
Was one of a cat
Hanging from the ceiling
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