Will it make a sound or in its own song be drowned?

[sovay]

I am returned to Boston. The train did nothing remarkable except arrive on time. I read Farah Rose Smith's Of One Pure Will (2019) and the manuscript of a novel by Michael Cisco that I want to exist in print already; it has yaks and Messerschmidt heads. He took this picture of me last night with Herman. Now I am going to bed.

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[sovay]

That's one fluffy catten!

I kept reaching to scoop him up like one of my own cats and realizing that between his kittenhood and his extreme floof there was almost no weight to him, just purr.