the milk
Carry through a field, a carton of milk; unopened but expired. The last
carton of milk on earth. No more cardboard, no more grass, no more cows, so
no more missing people get found after breakfast. Citrus, lactose, grain,
human flesh: all part of a nutritious breakfast. Slicing vegetables for
dinner, but be careful because for dessert is ballistic fruit. Bullets are
seeds exploding in fractal patterns that fracture the dining room into a
billion porcelain pieces. Toss the salad, made of broken bones, torn skin, old
hair, blue eyes, greasy noses, chips of cartilage, and saliva. Open your
mouth and eat it, come on, you know some kids would kill to eat your
wonderful meal. Let’s thank God for this food, although Poppa works for the
money to buy it and Momma spent all day in the kitchen cooking it for us,
but by the grace of the world, for no reason and for absolutely nothing.
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