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The Persistence of Meatball

March 25, 2012

Just when you think a cat’s gone, that cat’s not gone. Meatball remains. He is planning on remaining, stubbornly staying on the street that is his more than it is anyone’s, through the spring, and who knows after that? Maybe he will stay some more. Maybe he will stay on Graves until its name fulfills itself for him. Lucky the creature that knows its place in the world, unlucky the small catchable ones that dwell in that same place. The mama birds, the whirring insects, and the less agile snakes weep, but those of us with a secret taste for the old orders of aristocracy rejoice that this lordly feline has not left his demesne.

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