(A monkey dancing to a music box:
code switch to corporate lingo. Speak!)
Q: Tell us of a time you managed conflict
in the workplace. (A menagerie of barbarism.)
(The leopard sinks its teeth into her neck.)
(I touch the Windsor knot around my throat,
adjust my tie [constrictor snake].)
Q: What brought you to our company?
(The real answer? Desperation.)
(A pack of wolves descend upon the weakest of the herd.)
(I want to bare my teeth and eat the rich.
I want to claw my way to revolution.
But everyone has mouths to feed, including me.)
(How does one survive the wild—no,
how do virtue, beauty, truth survive
the corporate jungle? Vultures all around.)
(Rejection.
Rejection.
Rejection.
Rejection.
Rejection.)
(Survive.)
Q: How much of your humanity would you be willing to give us?
A: Will there be anything left?
About the Creator
Tyler Clark (he/they)
I am a writer, poet, and cat parent from California. My short stories and poems have been published in a chaotic jumble of anthologies, collections, and magazines.


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