THE DOGS ARE HUNGRY
The dogs are hungry, too.
They crowd in the hogan.
The black one
is not sleeping now.
He lies with his head
on his paws
and looks at nothing.
The yellow one whimpers.
He has worked hard,
but there is no food.
The gray shadow dog stays outside
close to the tree trunk
making no sound
asking for nothing.
I think she knows
nobody wants her.
