A Seed of Curiosity

A Seed of CuriosityBy Elece HollisThere on the concrete park benchA seed—round and dark like a black pearl In a brown sea shell pod.Pungent as a bead of spice—clove?Where did you come from, Little Seed, In your brown paper wrapper?I hear a soft rattling, shimmery sound like Dry pasta in a cardboard box.The wind moves branches of a... Continue Reading →

Dear Summer

.Dear Summer,I feel you coming softly and slowly to an end. With melons ripe in the garden and sunflowers rearing heavy heads are nodding off to sleep in the early afternoon heat. Their leaves like plates seem ready to catch seeds when they begin to drop from their centers.After darkness begins to fall, I will... Continue Reading →

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