"True to form, I would often find Babu staring unblinkingly into the middle-distance. One night I found her in the shadowy basement, centered as if onstage before the curtains went up. Babu, I called, leaning over the railing. She looked up unhurriedly, haunches on the floor, front paws gathered neatly before her. What are you doing? I faltered a little. The silver plates of her eyes had swung in my direction, mirroring my phone’s flashlight back at me."
///the silver plates of her eyes/// what a fantastic string of 6 words.
"True to form, I would often find Babu staring unblinkingly into the middle-distance. One night I found her in the shadowy basement, centered as if onstage before the curtains went up. Babu, I called, leaning over the railing. She looked up unhurriedly, haunches on the floor, front paws gathered neatly before her. What are you doing? I faltered a little. The silver plates of her eyes had swung in my direction, mirroring my phone’s flashlight back at me."
///the silver plates of her eyes/// what a fantastic string of 6 words.
I think you may be the only one who ever comments on the writing part of my practice! Thank you for seeing it <3 and for the kind words 🙏