2 May 2026
“Beggar's Song” by Gregory Orr (2002)
Here's a seed. Food for a week. Cow skull in the pasture; back room where the brain was: spacious hut for me.
Small then, and smaller. My desire's to stay alive and be no larger than a sliver lodged in my own heart.
And if the heart's a rock I'll whack it with this tin cup and eat the sparks, always screaming, always screaming for more.