The parts blown away from the child
do not make a new child,
this is not cellular mitosis
the walls of bombed out buildings
piled high in the street like toy blocks
and through a wash of dust
I see the living feasting on the dead,
crouched in a circle chewing on charred
limbs
their faces gaunt
and sunken
like a swimming pool
emptied of all its
water.
Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Walking Is Still Honest, Red Eft Review, and Anti-Heroin Chic.
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