by Jeffrey Zable
“When the customers look at us all they see is food!”
the one chicken said to the other.
“And all the owners see is money!” the other responded.
“It’s a terrible fate!” the first chicken responded.
“My advice is to stay as far back in the cage as possible
if you want to live longer.”
“You call this living?” the second chicken chirped,
who then began clawing over others toward the front of the cage,
having decided it would be best to just get it over with
under the circumstances…
Jeffrey Zable is a teacher, conga drummer/percussionist who plays for dance classes and rumbas around the San Francisco Bay Area,and a writer of poetry, flash fiction, and non-fiction. He’s published five chapbooks, and his writing has appeared in hundreds of literary magazines and anthologies, more recently in Sufferer’s Digest, Ranger, The Opiate, Stink Eye Magazine, Sein Und Werden, and many others.
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