Leftover Prey

by Shaun Terry

Human Meat Stew

Boiled flesh lies,
nearly fermented,
in a bowl of broth.

Her spoon fills with gelatin, cartilage, and filaments of musculature,
as she giggles at a strip of Calvin and Hobbes
in her daily paper.

She sucks up the corpse, the memories, the emotions,
the tao that cannot be named.