I wrote this in the autumn of my senior year of college after having just spent the summer in Boston. Inspired by Janet, a very pretty and equally cold-hearted kitty.
Nicholai Hel
July 31st, 1993 – March 8th, 2008
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May his Soul enjoy Eternal Rest
(for he was loved by many)
among the Heavenly Valleys’ Streams
with Rising Trout aplenty!
.…
I used to run from the little girl’s laughter
as she swung from the bough of the old Oak tree
the one which I admired so much
to endure the laughter
and I’d run and never stop
to look bac…