After

After the apocalypse, which stopped being a shock to the system after you saw them mallwalkers being vaporized by the PF Chang’s that you used to eat with your momma at every birthday, idiots pumping they elbows like the sun wasn’t a oozing boil, one of them a hawkfaced sculpture of bone before the rapture, so the pile of ash was a improvement, and why you was so angry at these ladies you didn’t quite know, but it just seemed retarded, caring about your physical fitness while nearby four crows picked at a halved lady’s crotch, but anyway after you crawled out the basement and your momma made you eat canned for every meal, after your brother’s eye just one day burbled and dripped out the socket in yolky clumps that he wiped off with his shirt hem, after you found yourself prizing your goobers like the pig to the truffle, the moist dark ones you imagine having the most nutrients, after your daddy stopped wearing pants and you stopped feeling alarmed at his swinging wrinkled scrotum, after you watched your daddy’s pimpled buttcheeks rumble with fart while he was staring dumbfounded out the window, formulating a plan he said, after your daddy took off besocked but bare-assed on your brother’s bicycle, your momma making like to run after him but then shrugging and scratching herself, which is what she started to do after it was clear there wasn’t no help coming, no tanks no army man no superhero no angel no wizard no god no God, your momma took to scratching herself, your brother took to rubbing himself through his gym shorts, both of them in a daze, these were comforts, after you saw the neighbor lady wave to you from the roof and then throw herself off, the body snapping when the rope caught and then blam, it crashed through her front room window, after your momma had you and your brother cut her down and your momma said She always kept them flowers tidy and your brother said She had sweet titties for a old lady, after your brother filleted the neighbor lady and you roasted her upper arms over a trash fire and salted it with dirt and had a regular chow down and then the next night you ate her inner thighs . . .

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