Cactus Of The World.

 

The cactus sat on my windowsill in terracotta.  It was still, unmoving, prickly and one odd shade of green.  I’d neglect it for days, expecting it to die…but still it grows, strong and wild.  Just like the cactus boy who gave it to me long ago.  I wonder what he’s doing out in the world.

 

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