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		<title>(Before the cat died).</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 13:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alison Louise Harney</dc:creator>
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My mother, the cat and I
decided to sit outside to eat
our dessert. We don’t sit there
as often as one might think.
The deck is stained
the color of our cat’s eyes.
He is always right there, gazing
through the rail – cranky, a barn cat
unable to kill, called to sit, to wonder.
The crickets scream in unison
as my mother’s silver [...]]]></description>
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