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“On Weird Neighbors and Pigs” by MacKenzie Mazzarisi, XII: poetry
from 2021 Edition
On Weird Neighbors and Pigs
When I was around toddling age, probably about three or four, I remember my neighbors having a pet pig named Rosebud.
She would end up in our yard, meandering around the farm, after squeezing through the black tar fence.
Now, I may be remembering this wrong, because I was small, but this was the biggest pig I’ve ever seen.
She came above my waist, and made these horrible honking sounds, and chased the dog out of the barn.
She probably wasn’t actually that scary, because my parents never freaked out, welcoming her when she came over.
But when you’re four, and an animal almost your height steals your Nature Valley Extra Crunch granola bar
right out of your grimy hand, honking ferociously as she chokes it down, you just about sh-- yourself.
— MacKenzie Mazzarisi, XII: poetry
