Jacob Kopaska
Photography and Poem By Kaleb Kelley-Jones

“It” was cool with everyone. To be honest, it still is, but in a different way. It likes to be comfortable, but rugged…capable. In its beginnings, however, it struggled to find. It looked and looked and looked, but it never found its place in the other herd. Of course it had another one, but this one had some initial actions. It was a transactional herd, one that cost. To receive, you must first give; So, it lived this way for a while, emptying himself hoping to one day receive. Sometimes it gave…and it received, other times it gave and got nothing in return. There were moments when it gave to the wrong things, and those things consumed him, it ran him dry. Despite all these things, it still was chill, comfortable, rugged, and capable. Because of this, it found itself eventually having its own herd. This herd wasn’t transactional. In this one, it freely gave and it freely received. Neither was expected, nor was it neglected. Wanting to keep it, grow in it, confide in it, and better it. It realized this herd was the “other” herd it was looking for in the beginning. This “it” was a capybara and in its partially lived life, it had realized what it had known then, it wasn’t supposed to know until now.