The Vast | Sojourners

The Vast

A poem.
Illustration of a single, large rose caught in a storm in a wheat field
Illustration by Ric Carrasquillo

the vast

              and all its definitions had dumbfounded. I bit the hand
that fed imagination, took

for pestilence, the flies. For end-of-world, the gully washers.
I shook in handfuls
petals fetched from

                                                     doubt

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