writerfromva

"Please take care of my human," 

the old cat whispers to the kitten. 

"They are scarred and broken. 

Until my return, 

take care of my human." 

The kitten is listening attentively,

i sit at the lunch table with my few friends,

i have so many thoughts at this time,

i am silent.

i need new friends.

i think.

new friends that don't treat me like i'm dirt.