Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










TRANSPLANT by Zachary Bushnell

Sand moon over the Aravalis
I count nine ways to make an egg

The blond hirsute pig
                                    roots roadside gutters
                                    discovers no tuber
                                    subsists on detritus
Pursue! even unto destitution

May sustenance strew refuse
Enough in the dust to keep you
                                                   similar
                                                   twin!

Who knows but when the angels visit
I may need a heart