Becoming Cat

‘I don’t belong here in a world full of strangers, it was all someone else’s idea.’  T. Waits. Becoming Cat. I watch Poe sleep. Draw him. Lose myself in him. Because I need to. I need to lose this ‘self’, this burdened, distracted, jibbering mind that cannot rest. So I slip into his black fur,...

In Memory Of A Lost Victim

One of so, so many.............This rescue touched me so deeply, even though I wasn't physically present, I watched and felt I was there, it haunts me.   You collapsed on the table, skin and bone, huge dark eyes watered with every moment of suffering you had endured. You were all eyes; face a sunken carved...