A metaphor on community and unity

Amy Jasek
Sky Collection
Published in
2 min readJan 27, 2021
35mm film | photo by author

I write with my right hand,
the correct hand, the dominant one
where the sheep sit,
baa’ing over at the goats, who are left
(à gauche, ugh so gauche)
wrong, obstinate, and difficult,
butting heads and floundering around,
dysfunctional fingers stumbling
over the bass clef, all five of them,
even the thumb.