Vassar Student Review

Vassar Student Review

if dead plants could talk

By Katie Spear

have I told you
that sometimes 

hot magma buried deep
breaks through the surface

I just want to disappear?

envelops my thoughts
in its scalding red grasp

shrivel up like my dead plant, Doris Lane

cleansing the words I’ve used
to stutter and stumble 

fall into the soft earth 

burying them deep
beneath rock and mineral.

and let it reclaim my body piece by piece. 

you see, the earth has healing powers
did you see it on my face

when my gaze couldn’t quite meet yours?

and all things must die

have I told you
I’m sorry? 

to live again.

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