February Saturday.
Look up.
Past the yoga moms,
Deluxe strollers juddering
In time to their firm
Bikram butts.
Look up.
Past the faint lemon sunlight
Streaking the marquee
Across the street.
Look up.
Past the pigeons
Lofting, spinning
Freewheeling into infinity.
Look up.
See the trees
Dipping crimson shoots
Into the lake of sky.
Some Stuff | Liz February 18, 2006 |
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Here’s a fun game to play with a kitten:
1. Run a bath. Make sure that when you’re fully immersed, the water comes to within a couple of inches of the top of the tub.
2. Leave the bathroom door slightly ajar so the kitten knows you’re ok.
3. Watch the kitten’s antics as he tries to figure out how he can get to your lap, to sit in it, without getting wet.
4. Laugh so hard the water makes big waves and the kitten jumps down from the tub surround in alarm.