I wish all of my children were dead ones

Bags eat away at the steadfast beliefs held by human beings regarding usefulness. Through this very effective tactic, they determine their multiplication and survival.

"which famine do you belong to? / will you watch your mouth?"

(I’ve never met a woman who would disembowel
to make a moot point).

dearest toad,
when the pelicans launched into orbit, I looked at you sideways, circling and circling, the motion of the birds described by some differential equation.
your friend,
frog

But after seeing the bone-lean bodies trailed behind
your soldiers’ growling stomachs, the unearthing
of your uncatchable lizard would have offered you
a sight recognizable though rewritten in rock