What Do You Say About A Crime That Happened Before You Were Born?

2/17/20

How many notches choke a scrag?// Does the scent of leather change when its compression means death?// Do you commiserate with the bull?//

You don’t say anything// You scour Google and drain its troughs of news articles, obituaries, and book excerpts// You become obsessed with a spirit you didn’t know// But somehow know intimately, like a small end rib roast//

Some steer are blond-haired and blue-eyed// A genetic predisposition targeted by the Butcher// Those little masticated darlings//

 

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