“My Nature”

A family

of sheep on the side

of a country road

don’t know they’re

family. The last time

I touched sheep

I was a child.

The petting zoo

was supposed to

soothe me.

To think there

was milk in some

of their bodies

as it lingers

in mine now.

No longer

a place to put it

years past nursing.

To think I played house

for a lifetime

before making up

a family.