I’m bursting at the seams
in a blood-drunk jubilee
sniffing your lap
incisively.
They call me curious.
No they call you two games at once,

he corrects me.

I am whiskers and diamond eyes,
baiting teeth and a
moving constellation at night
slicing through each corridor
with claws the size of countries.

“catarina”

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