Victor Kerlow Dear Diary:
The old lady sat on the bus
With a cat carrier on her lap.
Empty.
There was a suspicion of a tear in her eye.
She caught my glance.
“His name was Placido,†she said.
“He was the best cat in the universe. …â€
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