I Came As A Cat

I woke up this afternoon sprawled out in the entrance of Kendrick Hall. Something was still going off in my head: "got to get to the stadium. it's all happening at the zoo. you're on the moon, things are different here." The stadium didn't help me one bit, the bouncing basketball an Angry Bird, the crowd cheering somehow a turgid taste. Head pounding, espresso resounding a search for saturated fat. Someone in the commons recognizes me, and puzzle pieces started falling back together. A winter morning glowing brownishly blue, infinitely late that night, it even SOUNDED cold. You couldn't hear…

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