Les Rois

where they found our bones and yours mixed together


We heard your teeth

sink into our sister’s flesh.

Not so far away, you

were pounding and scraping

at the gnawed-off jawbone

detaching the tongue with

choppy slimed strokes

fingers slipping on blood

and settling saliva.

We saw the smoke

rising from your cook-fires

over the hills. We could

smell her sweet sizzling.

Our deep brains growl to us;

our stomachs forgive.

When ever has there been

occasion to waste meat?

Phoenix Bunke is a song-singing, centipede-catching California child currently living in Cambridge, Massachusetts.  Since graduating college, she has been up til the sky turns blue most every night, working late at a bakery and writing comics, songs and poetry.