Studies show that minks 

escape wherever 

they are farmed. 


We would swim in our dreams 

and find the river’s whispering pull.

The forest’s heart

hides this future, this elixir,

this river otherness inside us.

To escape is to find you,

  the voice of the river,

    our liminal witness.


I live close to a mink fur farm.

Secured from the public, 

by the forests and rivers,

are 400,000 certifiable minks.

Thousands of minks in fur farms

  have died from Covid-19

    in this swing state.

Matthew Leep can be followed on Twitter @matthewcoenleep.

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