![By Viviane Sassen](https://theoffingmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/06/PFNHB2L5M1.jpg)
and then I realize I am no longer
the one leading, my hand between
its teeth—fingers tumbling
down its gullet; I am
being eaten, leash
and all.
MICRO
and then I realize I am no longer
the one leading, my hand between
its teeth—fingers tumbling
down its gullet; I am
being eaten, leash
and all.
MICRO
Pressing like your spirit,
seeping, shapeless
POETRY
I am an animal and other animals are animals / I am an animal and other animals are anomalies
MICRO
The heart / splits open like / a frost flower—