Orson Dijle
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I write fiction and poetry that roam through place and memory, shaped by chapters across the world. My work is roused as much by truth as the vivid dreams I'm blessed and cursed with. I don't take myself seriously, but my stories sure do!
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The Calico
The calico’s words didn’t cycle between requests for food or pats as I expected. She knew things, not about the world out there, which she saw very little of, but about her domain; the space between the walls of what she labelled her prison, and the people inside them, whom she observed like an anthropologist. You’re not our slave, or a prisoner, or a piece of furniture, I reassured her, you’re a part of the family, and the closest thing to a daughter. All relationships are transactional. You’re warm and fed, and you make my heart beat slow down like that of a deep-sea diver.
By Orson Dijle6 months ago in Earth
