The following is inspired by my first money box as a child and the unrelenting sense that I have done well in my life but not in the way I wanted.
The Sow
Bloated as a cadaver
the sow sits on plastic stools.
A square vagina without a womb
Queen’s rings fall.
A hundred heads and a hundred tails
The hammer falls
scatters greed
to a bigger sow.
