tend to the garden

Handmade flowers out of monoprints and reclaimed words, 2024

 

10.2.21

I’m blooming

but

there’s a cloud that’s looming overhead

as I rise

out of my bed

I stretch out

looking for nutrients from the sun but

it blocks my sight

separating me from my light

How am I supposed to see

with this darkness towering over me?

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