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Prozac
May 27, 2022
Plush gray fur
and a ladylike face ⏤
when you died, I didn’t know what death was,
but I cried anyway.
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This is a poem about our first family pet, a cat named Prozac. Prozac died when I was very young, so I didn't understand much of it, but I do remember crying with my brothers and my mom while she held all of us.