Now I am a Vegetarian

By Sophie Nevrkla

CN: Knives, blood, food

 

When you and I were happy,
we were even happier
not to be
one-of-those-couples-who-sat-down-to-dinner-and-said

nothing

‘We’ll never be like that!’
we promised,
and shook our napkins out in unison
before
chopping and
slicing
our meat, twin vultures
in bloody communion

Knife slipped
through
artery and vein,
cracked gummy, translucent skin

White plates filled with fleshy juice,
potatoes soaked red,
splintered bones pushed to
one side –

Now, I am a vegetarian.

You say things like
‘Pass the salt’
and gaze
blankly
at the

space

above

my head

unsmiling

‘I’m just sad that we wont be able to eat the same food anymore’,
you sigh

 


Header image by Wilson Hui

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