other animals

Here’s an excerpt from my upcoming book-length prose poem travel essay surrealistic self-consuming self-creating experimental nonsense-adjacent work Fragment:

for you they reluctantly offer a handful of change and assume your bones are their bones but that time is running out or so we have foretold in our heated meetings behind the Dairy Queen scooping frozen sweetness from a disposable cup while we smirk and cheer ourselves on in plans that don’t have a Y’s chance in an X’s Z to come to anything but sometimes the planning is enough sometimes that’s where you find out who your true co-conspirators are and who the moles might be of course we’ve never actually skinned one as our newsletter heavily implies