Taproots

“Gooble-gobble-gooble-gobble… We accept her, we accept her… One of us, one of us…” --from the cult movie “Freaks” It seeds from a single source, veining out, making wrong turns, miscalculations of earth and reticence. Grandmother spoke to the television, imagined they were talking about her. It runs in families. Then a brother, now a daughter— inane laughter screaming down decades—dead droning voices in heads. It goes to the source, moles deep into earth, small pale roots worming away. It runs in families,. composting cores, fleshy genitals torquing stones, snapping pink vessels with crushing earth. Gooble-gobble.