I was driving behind a convertible with a dog in the passenger seat: ears all a-flap, sun-warmed black fur, nervous bumblebees of eyebrows tilting to and fro. I miss having a dog. I miss smiling at dogs without being self-conscious about smiling at dogs.
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Librarian & circ manager at a public library. Writer. Chaos-wrangler. Always writing things down with nice pens. She/her. Opinions & ink choices my own. 🦢📚✒️ View all posts by Halsted M. Bernard