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I’ve been off the grid for a few weeks, and a G slipped into the last post so let’s see if I can pull this one off without errors.  No Js in today’s flash poetry, courtesy of The Mad Grad Student’s Missing Letter Mondays.

These dogs snuggle against me,

content to push wet noses

into my cold hands,

sniffing for my sorrow.

Gracie steals used tissues

while I fuss halfheartedly –

it’s hard to be Cesar Millan

when everything’s so raw.

She makes up for it with soft brown eyes

and warm fur

laying across my legs.

These dogs ground me…

I wonder what others hold onto

when the pain presses in.