May 13, 2016

I was sitting at a table with a group of people engaged in a conversation. When it came my turn to speak, what came out was a question that wasn’t explicitly directed at anyone. “Why do you never make eye-contact?” someone asked. The conversation quickly switched to how everyone else also noticed that I never make eye-contact when talking to them.

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We were in someone’s back yard and we had released two large white rabbits*. “We’re hunting one of these rabbits today”, they said. The one in question was now 24 years old. After they had quickly shot it down, they told me that instead of registering its death, we were going to melt the wax seal on the duck’s back instead. The wax itself was fused with a wreath about half of the duck’s wingspan. They told me how we couldn’t just leave animal carcasses laying around, especially with our faces showing so they created an arch so that the bird could be hung up in their vine garden. The remaining dog stood up to put its paw on my left shoulder as I was holding a cup of blood. I felt blood accumulating in my own throat as I tried to spit it out into the drain at the edge of the garden wall.

– *Only two animals were ever present at the same time as they changed from one form to another