Spectacle His rumble, the way he tears at the carrion, then leaves a hive for listening. Tusks bang and glimmer in the sunlight. Can’t stoop to interpretation. I press my mascaraed face to the fence and see my relation— he’s mangey,…
Spectacle His rumble, the way he tears at the carrion, then leaves a hive for listening. Tusks bang and glimmer in the sunlight. Can’t stoop to interpretation. I press my mascaraed face to the fence and see my relation— he’s mangey,…