In a Hmong village in Thailand
a large spotted sow settled beside
a path. Stumbling, running from the bushes
ten or twelve piglets rushed at her.
She lay unmoving as the little ones
loudly squeaked, grabbed a teat
suckled like vacuum pumps,
constantly jostling one another
never still and content like their mother
as her eyes drifted closed, an animal
smile on her face.