We’d been stranded at sea for fifteen days
when I watched my little brother die
from the inside out.
As I pushed him overboard, the little people
in their little boats didn’t notice.
His body never made a ripple – I never
I wanted to jump in after him.
I gripped the side of the boat,
trembled and vomited
A dove landed on my shoulder,
whispered, I know what he meant
A vulture landed in the boat,
snapped, Give me your hand
to eat or get out of my boat.
Dove cooed, Fly away.
Vulture crowed, I’m hungry.