Our Dog (2008-2024) Izzy lived almost sixteen years me too before Dylan died — since then I’ve been agnostic now with both them gone stain glass covers my head I was nine, him ten we, cross-legged at petco saw big nose short leg amber eye brindle coat baby she limped into my lap He, she, me, we there (oh could I bottle time sip it once in a while?) but I contain us now & this is my communion
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