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VegFest: A Symposium on Grief

by Anna Banerjee
Photos by Seth Moffitt

 

mother new arms hold onto that which I cannot

see any longer. my womb grows empty

with violence set against grieving mothers --

a mother cannot make amends

with an empty cradle.

 

worker duty calls forth hordes bathed in nectar.            

lavender sprigs bring forth new life

in the crux of their blooms: but what happens

to those flowers unblessed? for the worker

is tired and their home collapsed.

 

follower     in chaos, there is order, they tell us.

for nothing is more effective in drawing

us to slaughter than convincing us

that order is paramount to success: if we line

up well enough, will that save us in the end?


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