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Color Without Color

One of my dogs.

What was that? The cat? Is it finally within reach? Is it on the same side of the glass? Oh, how it sits on the porch, taunting me, licking its paws without a care in the world, only feet away. Can it hear me? I’ll bark louder… Maybe I could meet it and say hi instead of barking at it for minutes on end to no avail.

Oh. No, not a cat. Just a human.

Published inStory Telling