Poems from jessica.z

I saw a honey bee On the ground, it Looked as if asleep; Dead but whole and Complete. To express my respect I watched the sun set next to...
We are taught that we should follow grownups: wonderful grownups, big admirable adults. Yet we weren’t taught how to recognize them;...
Goldfish swim on the plane Splashing on the walls a bright amber glaze Encases this world: a golden tableau, Fraught, by a burning eye.