Pig Skin

There are old stories

About creatures and people who take on fur

And take it off

Skins slick and dense,

Easily worn,

Easily shed.

There’s something uncomfortable about a pig

In the way that its skin is fully displayed

Impossible to hide with fine thin hairs

The birthmarks and blemishes and signs of scars

Or age.

Skin is a map we try to cover

And pigs lay out their routes boldly

Lives too unobscured for fairytales.

IMG_0063A story is as much what isn’t said as what is

What tales hide and what they reveal is always a point of fascination.

For more skins, obscured and unobscured, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.



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