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 →