CARROTS: LIMBS TANGLED TOGETHER AS IF GROWN FOR THE SAKE OF HOLDING / GENTLE LINES LIKE THE WRINKLES IN A FINGER, CREASE CREATED BY YEARS OF FOLDING / PERHAPS THEY ARE MOVING UNTIL WE PULL THEM, LITTLE CREASED LIMBS TREADING MUD LIKE WATER / ENGAGING IN VARIOUS ENTANGLEMENTS WITH EACH OTHER BEFORE FREEZING IN THE AIR THEY NEVER KNEW / MUD IS A MEDIUM THE WAY AIR IS / A STRUCTURE AND A LIFEBLOOD AT ONCE, BOTH AN ARTERY AND WHAT FLOWS THROUGH IT / A MEDIUM IS SOMEONE WHO TRAVERSES BOTH SIDES WITH THEIR MIND / MUD HOLDS THE TANGLED BODIES IN A STATE OF LIVING-- A CARROT ROOT KNOWS NO LIGHT UNTIL PULLED INTO IT BY A HUMAN HAND INTO THE WORLD OF THE DEAD / WILD MUSTARD AND THISTLE INCH UP BETWEEN, CLUTCHING AT THE ENRAVELED ROOTS AS IF TRYING TO RECLAIM THEM, RESISTING THE PRECISE CULTIVATION LINES OF TRACTOR AND HUMAN HAND / HOW OFTEN NOW HAVE HUMAN HAND AND TRACTORS BEEN THE ARBITERS OF DEATH? / THE STRAIGHT LINES OF CARROTS EMERGED WITH A VIOLENCE / WHITENESS CRAVES A STRAIGHT LINE AND RECOILS AT THE CURVATURE OF MUSTARD, CARROT, THISTLE.

A KILL DEER IS A BIRD THAT LAYS ITS EGGS IN THE FURROWS BETWEEN CROPS / TO REST BETWEEN IS EITHER A GESTURE OF RELENTLESS HOPE OR THE FATAL SCRAMBLING OF THE NAIVE / KILL DEERS, BEING NEITHER, MUST SEE SOMETHING IN THE LAND THAT A TRACTOR CANNOT. / A FUTURE LANDSCAPE SWALLOWED BY THE PLANTS THE TRACTOR REGARDED AS WEEDS / THE KILL DEER SWOOPS WITHIN REACH OF A TRACTOR, STUMBLING IN FEIGNED INJURY, WEARING DEATH AS A DISGUISE TO DISTRACT FROM THE EGGS, WARM AND ROUND / THE TRACTOR CONTINUES ITS ASSIDUOUS LINE-MAKING / THE KILL DEER GARBLES A SCREAM, KIN TO CRACKING AND ROCK / KILL DEER CRIES: “IT IS YOU WHO ARE BEREAVED, NOT ME.”
-- Natalie Wilkinson