Memoirs of a Cat-Stroking Man

Yes, it's true,

I've stroked a lot of cats in my time.

Never have I kicked one,

tied fireworks to one's tail

or hung one

from a washing line.

But it's true,

I’ve stroked a lot of cats in my time.

Now, we cat strokers

get little acclaim for what we do .

History doesn't remember us

as it does the adventurers and entertainers,

the rulers and warriors:

people whose short stay on Earth

is NOISIER,

           

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more ex-

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                                                              sive.

                                                          

But it is my dream

to someday publish my

Memoirs of a Cat-Stroking Man. 

And my hope,

that by doing so

I’ll prove cat stroking to be

a noble endeavour,

both vital and worthy.

From that moment onwards,

cat strokers the globe over

will be as respected and revered

as history’s bolder sons

and daughters

are today.

Illustration by Iván Quintero

http://www.flickr.com/photos/liqs

Poem by Benjamin Palmer

The Box

My first thought upon seeing the box was: ‘there is a severed head in that box.’ My second thought was: ‘or some puppies’. I closed my eyes and whipped off the lid. I heard a squeak and a rustle, and what did I see when I opened my peepers but half a dozen severed puppy heads, all sniffing and blinking up at me.

'The Box' written by Benjamin Palmer

Illustration by Charly Arias

www.myspace.com/homelesstree

www.flickr.com/photos/aquatichorse/

'Fig Biscuits'

Story by Benjamin Palmer

Illustrations by Albert Aromir

http://albertaromir.blogspot.com/

'Eagles'

Story by Benjamin Palmer

Illustrations by Albert Aromir

http://albertaromir.blogspot.com/