Be kind to me, a mess. I represent persistence--in the dirty thing; things larger than me I do not fear. Whatever you think, or like-- I live. Oh, marvel! Pushing up the hill-- rolling around. I feel myself at work. You are larger than I think, and that is very comforting to me.
From The Little Field of Self by Doreen Gildroy. Copyright © 2002 by Doreen Gildroy. Reprinted by permission of the University of Chicago Press. All rights reserved.