Tribute


by JD DeHart

I offered my aunt

the flower I thought was delicate,

but she pushed it away.

That’s a weed, she declared,

and I sank inside.

I don’t remember what I did with

the gift, in my shame, but I do

remember at other times she

warned against running the grass

(for fear a blade would fly up

and put out my eye)

and also warned against

touching the top of the salt shaker.

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Writers Bio

JD DeHart is a writer and teacher.  He has published poems in Gargouille and Illya's Honey, among other publications.


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