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Words for Thought (Short Fiction Review)
What was I before? I was a stockbroker
And a stockbroker’s dog — Mischa is my name.
No! I am new now.
I call me Vanya.
When the flash came we were fused, fur grained to bare skin
Not melted but melded. I emerged
Hairy, magnificent, ears erect
In a new world of new people.
Did life always smell this good?
May I mate without guilt now? Is that thing my tail?
How much more comfortable fur is than clothes!
I may not leap and run so good, but wow!
The stuff I reach on two legs, touch with my pawfingers, think with my brain!
Oh! lucky, lucky, lucky to be a dog!
Luckier than the bunnymen, the mole— and volefolk
Tunneling the earthy richness of the woods.
Luckier far than those who merged with cats,
though serve them right for having one in the first place!
What was I before?
I was only half alive.