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.