Poem by William Christ

 

Suicidal Rabbits

Somewhere along 93
there is a spine of stone
scratching out
of the earth

Here is where we find
them who hop into arms
them who hop out of skin

They are easier to cook
and easier to catch

Although catch
is not the word

They hop into arms
hop out of skin
hop into pot

And when they are done
They hop onto plate

 

Photography © Allison Goldin
Photography © Allison Goldin

 

William Christ an undergraduate student at the University of Colorado at Boulder. This may be his first publication.

Allison Goldin may be the first artist to ever have work published with William Christ.

 

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