just so you know i am still alive.

no, i haven’t forgotten about you. and no, i certainly haven’t forgotten about cats. i can currently be found somewhere between piles of philosophy reading, the (NOT GOOD ENOUGH YET) prints pinned to the walls of my studio, cups of tea, scribbles in my notebook, the computer glare on my glasses, leftovers, the ink on the rollers of the letterpress, empty chemical containers, and the difference between erotic photography and pornography.

occasionally, there is time for kissing and the x-files.

also, you may have noticed that i am still working in the exclusively lower-case. soon, soon, the girl buys a new computer.

until then, here is this jail cat erin quinn sent me.

i said, ‘where did you get this jail cat’?

she didn’t respond.

this photo is worrysome and kind of sad. i only hope these jail cats are on their way to the vet.


About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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