Communication
“Stoic” we called him. As he gets older, we’ve informed him that he needs to tell us when he starts to get sore.
By Ophelia Keane BraedenPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read
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Does it hurt? I ask.
He looks at me, his eyes say;
A little now. Good boy.
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Ophelia Keane Braeden
Quirky fiction, hand-crafty non-fiction, random poetry. The muse strikes from all angles! Grab your favorite floatation device and join me on the wandering river of writerly flow!
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None of my writing is ever touched by AI.
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