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stuffed before dinner, a living
roast, my stomach a cornucopia of
presumed hairsteaks and leafwings
from a harvest of verbal larvae
i had forced myself to swallow,
spokeless and turning, i had
taken care not to gag and choke
on the horned cocoons, and had
burrowed all my thanksgivings
in acidic soil just to have them
thrive in a baptism of fiery
zeal, metamorphosed into
aimlessly violent moths,
immaculate and espoused
to their own pheromones
BRIAN J.
ALVARADO
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