In Reference to Fractals

Not a rumor. A bright choice one couldn’t consolidate. Not a combining force, not of nature.
Nature is always one. Language doesn’t change that.
Observation can’t wait. What you are in the act of combining is your body plus nature as it stands.

Dirt, mostly. Shakespeare’s death worms the living have to look forward to.

Better than being eaten alive by rats.
Would you prefer the paralysis of a komodo dragon?
Or, strapped to the roof with honey on your head?
Would you try to eat the honey before you were most thoroughly pecked?

Katie Howes’ work has appeared in The Seattle Review, SHARKPACK Annual, Shot Glass Journal and BlazeVOX. She is a graduate of the MFA program at the University of Washington.

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