My favorite line in this piece is "These aren't dinners, these are post-mortem dissections."
It just got me thinking about how much we eat that is dead.
"These aren't dinners,
these are post-mortem dissections." grumbling
as she cuts into the cow flank on her
plate.
A vegetarian since 12, yet still drinks
the cattle blood puddling on the china plate.
"post- mortem dissections still taste delicious."
and stabs the ruby flesh with the
three pronged silver.
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