A man ate a worm
squeezing out
the last drop of tequila
his mouth craved.
Foreshadowing
all that came
out of a craving
floating in perpetual crisis
The next and the next
‘til the dilemma over
who would eat flesh
in the name of some
irretractable
god
A form that remains illegible:
too soft to make
the bite worthwhile.
Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty years published writer in all genres. Her current project is an Off-Broadway Play on the subject of art and life.
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