by Caycey Pound

Today I opened the earth. Rushed
scoops I shoveled innards
outward: a hole in-ground,
carved-out birthplace.
To see no more darkness,
I put you in no more than darkness:
I let dirt herd your blooming roots,
soil our worries away and leave
both of us warm, reaching for the sun.

© Caycey Pound

[previously published by Analogies and Allegories Literary Magazine in 2022, Issue 8: Hope]

Caycey (she/her) writes and lives in South Carolina, U.S. with her many plants and wonderful pug Wilbur by her side. Her work centers on grief, hope, and nature.

You can find more of her poetry and visual art on her website. Or on Twitter at @briefcayc.

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