I think of all the scared, suffering animals I can't reach -
On roads, in trucks,
On the other side of human understanding.
My small hands can't cross over
Disconnection.
I touch my cat's forehead with my own -
As if that can channel a message
To all creatures - perhaps it can.
But if it can't -
For all my helplessness,
One animal will know it is loved.
LJ Ireton 2022
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