Mercy Seat | Sojourners

Mercy Seat

A poem.
Illustration of chickens pecking at the ground in the shadow of their human feeder
Illustration by Mary Haasdyk

The chickens have a meanness I cannot quell
though I thunder from the kitchen window, a god
of rice and oats. No matter how much I scatter
in the cardinal directions, there is bullying,
the Silver Laced Wyandottes the worst despite their name.

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