I roam around

Food Line
2014

translated by Jack Hirschman and Aggelos Sakis

 

I roam around from table 
to table for a dry piece of bread,
a bone from a pork-chop 
and a couple of cutlets.
On Sundays I become a dog.

 

     Food Line, Forepaw Press, San Fransisco, U.S.A, 2014

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