the last time in my life I felt truly happy was when we went to see the spring ephemerals bluebells, wakerobins, blue-eyed marys, trout lilies & you brought a basket & you plucked yourself such a wealth of them & deep down I disapproved but deeper in the soil of me I knew delight in your profligate picking & never suspected that your acquisitive joy would i t u m n u p e r r n o o t
Rick Hollon (they/fey) is an intersex writer, editor, nature photographer, and parent adrift in the eastern United States. Feir work has been published in several small-press magazines including Prismatica, Green Ink Poetry, and Corvus Magazine. Find them on Twitter @SailorTheia.