Nap

His overgrown heart gave into sleep, and he became an incubating marshmallow; this transient body could no longer support the fluff that covered him. Gentility marked his fur in an arsenic glow, and a strut guided him whenever he stepped. For now, he replicated on the coffee table, arms stretched out, legs posed in air, with a smile.

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4 comments so far

  1. Tumblewords on

    Now this has to be a great nap… incubating marshmallow is a terrific phrase!

  2. stan on

    I can just see him, twitching and dribbling.

  3. Michelle Johnson on

    Incubating marshmallow is some great wording. May he have sweet dreams.

  4. Linda Jacobs on

    Quirky and cool!


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