Soft Fur
We could still hear you purring…
Until a veil between us appears.
We take turns getting close.
But we all understand.
That her body has turned to shards.
So that her soft fur hurts us.
But we hug her anyway.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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