would you like one

she says. holding out

a tray with frozen larvae

i like honey, i like bees

when they sting me too, at harvest.

i can’t eat this unborn thing

. in traffic home each day

any hearse

glides right trough me

havesting. tapping

the honey inside. sealing

jars of dripping.


this fall. loss


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