England, (b. 1967)
Pig
- I thought my brothers deserved it.
- House of straw! House of wood!
- When they came banging
- on my good strong door,
- I said No.
- I thought Your fault, not mine;
- I got myself a beer,
- turned up the telly when
- the squealing started.
- But later that night
- there were voices saying:
- What sort of an animal are you?
- And what about that wolf?
- They said:
- Maybe there’s more than one kind of wolf.
- They said:
- Maybe we summon our own wolves.
- And the more I tried
- to ignore them, the
- louder they got until
- I couldn’t stand it and
- when I shut my eyes
- to make them stop
- I saw my wolf,
- picking his way through the darkness,
- stopping only to show
- the moon his teeth,
- and to sniff at the air for pig.
© Gregory Heath. From the webzine Snakeskin #76, The Eclectic Issue, March 2002. Snakeskin.
About the Poet:
Gregory Heath, England, (b. 1967) is a poet, short story writer and novelist. Born at a Derbyshire hamlet, Woodhouses, he is the author of the novel The Entire Animal published by Waywiser Press.
Heath is widely published in the small press; his poetry, short stories and essays have appeared in magazines such as Tears in the Fence, Iota, and Poetic Licence. Staple have published him on a number of occasions and featured him in their Alt-gen collection showcasing the best small press writers of the last decade. [DES-09/19)
Additional information:
- The website of Gregory Heath: Novelist, Poet & Short Story Writer