The Garden’s Secret Choir
Beneath the slow breath of morning soil,
the onion hums and its layered heart asleep,
a pale globe guarding tears untold.
Nearby, garlic dreams in clustered cloves,
its scent a fierce devotion to the earth.
Beneath the slow breath of morning soil,
the onion hums and its layered heart asleep,
a pale globe guarding tears untold.
Nearby, garlic dreams in clustered cloves,
its scent a fierce devotion to the earth.
Tiny ceramic bird, frozen in midair. Are you doomed to spend eternity seeking a flower you will never see? Spiderwebs cover your body as you dangle from a wire, staring at a pole of wood, cracks forming with time.
Sometimes I wonder about the person I seem to be.
Is she truly me or someone else entirely?
Is it real or just a mask?
And if she's just a mask, then who am I?
Am I surrounded by lights?
Or shadows?
The choir is singing,
Six of them
dressed up for high-schoolers.
My mother is on the floor
of the gym,
sitting,
watching.
But all I can see
are the two girls.
She is going somewhere
I can hear it
in the way the house pauses
when she gently glides through it,
as if even the torn walls
are trying to find her.
I walk outside my door.
To hear the breeze today
See what it has to say.
"I can't go on no more
My friend has left the sea
No longer wild nor free
Another offering to the fall
We walk, side-by-side
Don’t these rides seem smaller now?
Or have we just grown in size?
What if this is the end?
Dear Time, You remind me of the Sea. Unable to be restrained. Unable to be controlled. Unable to be contained. You are merciless, yet your movement is necessary.
And yes,
you deserve one: you
who has stars in your eyes and
infinity running through your veins;
you, whose heart becomes so heavy
with the sunrise that you
I was small and stained with summer
sun, grass blade knees, and scrapes
all over. Morning dew and wild schemes, I lived
inside the world of dreams where faeries hid
The white rabbit ran past Alice towards the well, yelling "We're late for a very important date!" And then he threw her a pocket watch and jumped into the well.
This is not the way.
Attacking people simply because they're creating a weapon we already have?
Why should they not make protection?
I mean, if we attack them for making this weapon, why don't we just attack ourselves?