It has been a few months since you passed, but it has only been a week - maybe two - since I stopped
It has been a few months since you passed, but it has only been a week - maybe two - since I stopped seeing you out of the corner of my eye, since your shining face has ceased gracing my first glance around corners, since I last hallucinated your shape reclining in the morning sun. I understand that means that my brain has finally habituated to your absence, that to me, even in the deep-scatter - in fractious nebulae of my reality - you are truly gone. Silence triumphs over the echo, as it always must. But I know too that the souls of cats are special, that their destinies are mysterious, and that the paths they walk are inscrutable and ever-branching. I will look for you, Macy, my familiar, where the lensing of the light reveals what is obscured, where the Eldritch Things roam, when the Moon shakes and bellows and bares her teeth. ❤️❤️❤️. . . . #cat #familiar #loss #love #hallucinations #queen #gaywitch #queerwitch #witchcraft #witch #warlock #reflection #meditation #contemplation #devotion #eldritch #imissyou (at Ardmore, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/B87OawhHFTa/?igshid=ejmcsffkhvtd -- source link
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