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Waiting for Two Legs to come home. Food bowl is empty. This shall not be tolerated. Perhaps if I stare at the door.
When the furless one comes in she will be reminded of the empty food bowl in thw kitchen. She will be overcome with remorse and rush to fill it.
That is the plan.
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Sally Connors
I have had several one acts produced off off Broadway. My plays have been published in Fresh Words Magazine and The Mini Plays Review. My poetry has been published in Orange Blush Zine, 3 Line Poetry and The Literary Hatchet.
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