Darwinist reflects on the bird flipped to the December by Anna Marie Sewell

Darwinist reflects on the bird flipped to the Decemberbike commuter

he’s in the driver’s seat bare-midriffed girl beside him exposing taut tanning bed belly to heater’s blast

his own unpadded jeans pull against gym-toned thighs he knows he works hard for this hold on the good life

in the muffled biker’s lumpen form he doesn’t see a threat

but it enters his hindbrain via pheromones like crystal knives cutting away civilization with the urgent message:

here is a stronger male animal.

-Anna Marie Sewell-