no eggs for her.
no meat, or fish, no
animal by products whatsoever.
nothing with
a face
goes into her mouth.
no lobster screaming
in a pot
while you melt a small
bowl of butter
for the claws.
i'm free of meat
she says, trembling,
eating slowly
a slice of vegan cheesecake.
interesting you say, as
you cut into
your prime rib
with horse radish on
the side.
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