A scoop, a sift, the morning air.
Miso watches. She approves...
Until I miss. Then silence moves.
Her judgment echoes through the room
My penance? Breathing in the bloom.
Litter Box Zen
A scoop, a sift, the morning air.
Miso watches. She approves...
Until I miss. Then silence moves.
Her judgment echoes through the room
My penance? Breathing in the bloom.
