fluffy white with beady eyes.
You couldn’t control yourself,
throwing the k9 into the air,
laughing, thinking
he was a great toy.
You could not understand, that when
he ran away, weeping
“I love you” was not a coherent excuse.
Author Bio:
Hannah Sackin is 16-years-old and lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She is a poet, writer, feminist, and a short film director.