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Spiggitz the Cat: “Feline Charles Bukowski”
Spiggitz wants you to know that he is a poet first and a cat second. And third? Somewhat delusional. So what can a mangy cat puppet teach us about poetry?
Growing up with a lot of health problems, poetry always brought me a great deal of comfort. I mean, it allowed me to explore and expel my own inner pain and soar in ways that I couldn’t physically.
Not that I could soar even if I was healthy, I mean, that’s ridiculous, I couldn’t do that. Cats don’t—cats don’t soar.