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The Lionesses

A flock of lionesses
chase a flock of wildebeests
and claws one of them.

Her teeth strangle throat,
skin is ripped apart.

Flesh and blood
in a hunger game,
watched by envious
whining jackals, hyenas, vultures.

The male lion babysits at home.

Meow.




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Publicerad 2023-12-24 11:12



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