Taxonomy

Clouds of locusts descend over fields
and there are places that it isn't a plague
but the lifting of hunger. They are delicious
crisped up in oil, dipped in vinegar
laced with black or chili pepper.
During the war, the way the uncles tell it,
only snails and frogs cupped by hands
searching in the ditch saved them
from wasting away into skin and bones. 
If you follow a trail of buzzing
flies and find a carcass on the trail,
look up and count the vultures
arriving in procession. They don't
mean any harm, really. They're only there
to complete what started somewhere else.


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