in dispatch from
koa forest, heaven
lava tubes, high
volcanic Hawaiʻi
cattle-grazed patches, side-
-ways birds hang on
with their tin feet
and where nothing there keeps
uncles older
than Noah, beneath crimson
ʻōhiʻa, growing in the green mud
she sees Matson
containers with
toilet paper and gifts
ships sail slow
into harbor, Pig-boy
imagines it’s all dream, Hilo
the world below
scarlet steam
hungry goats, feral fe-
-line, birthed from dark
earth, beautiful places
are surrogate mirrors for fine monsters,
cloned, invasive
where Pig-boy, she
wanders alone, a free
range chimera
long lashed, no family, no tribe,
no nation, desperate
life force tithed
breathing in, just
another white Buddhist
meditating
in the forest
while others will insist on freaking
out, she breathes
albino Pig-boy
hermaphrodite, she’s coy
and lonely, split
hoofed, full lips, as pretty
as a new penny,
they chant the Heart
Sutra, no eyes,
Bodhisattva, no sky
hands falling like
rain, brothers GMO
her Juicy Couture terry pink tights
accidental
experiment
Pig-boy, not her lament
of her birth but
of sky darker grows,
the sky the only heaven she will
ever know
