Hwaet!
the new comes faster than dawnlight shimmers
at, will the basting dusk wither a flat container of
grace? Mud is king, aardvarks (afrikaans for
earth pigs) rule; fragment of molar is left, speck of
alabaster dust on the floor of a desert rift.
This is what they bequeath, the less
than two thousand human individuals
whose physical remains are the entire
panoply of our knowledge of prehistoric
hominid taxonomy.