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A poem by my dog:
“Squeak of Desire” by Olive
Oh how I want things.
Things that cannot be articulated because I am a dog.
So I squeak.
And squeak.
And squeak.
“Squeak of Desire” by Olive
Oh how I want things.
Things that cannot be articulated because I am a dog.
So I squeak.
And squeak.
And squeak.
December 10, 2025 at 7:20 PM
A poem by my dog:
“Squeak of Desire” by Olive
Oh how I want things.
Things that cannot be articulated because I am a dog.
So I squeak.
And squeak.
And squeak.
“Squeak of Desire” by Olive
Oh how I want things.
Things that cannot be articulated because I am a dog.
So I squeak.
And squeak.
And squeak.