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Dissection
Raph Doval-Santos
The body's limbs
are spread on the plate.
Science students stare, fumble,
some know not what they do.
Pins are pushed like nails
on fins and places
where wrists would be
for people.
Later, they will lance its side
with a probe to flush away
fluids and blood.
A label placed near its head reads:
"Here is the cochlea. It allows
the frog to croak."
The teacher shows
his handiwork as an example for others.
He heads to the sink to wash his hands.
"Start at the sides and make a cross -
shaped incision on the chest,
and cut until you reach
the heart."
The pupils have hands
that shake scalpel and scissors.
They beg for the final hour when
the frog stops twitching like their hands.
Others sniff back
the formaldehyde's scent,
water leaking from the eye ducts.
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