The things that women give the world, the little and the big.
why i feed the birds
by Richard Vargas
once
i saw my grandmother hold out
her hand cupping a small offering
of seed to one of the wild sparrows
that frequented the bird bath she
filled with fresh water every dayshe stood still
maybe stopped breathing
while the sparrow looked
at her, then the seed
then back as if he was
judging her characterhe jumped into her hand
began to eat
she smileda woman holding
a small god“why i feed the birds” by Richard Vargas from Guernica. © Press 53, 2014.
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