a litter of kittens. he promised that one of them would be my kitten, and i could come and visit it whenever i wanted, and he’d be sure to take good care of it so that someday it would be a cat, too, and maybe have kittens of its own. i picked a kitten with bronze and black patches, so that it would be like marmalade, but not the same. i haven’t named her yet.
i fell asleep at his house, and he brought me back and left me on the roof. i might have thought that the whole thing was a dream, but he left me a feather, tucked in 