If I Were a Lily

then maybe you would have noticed the grey mold:
fungus infused tears devouring my stalk.
Maybe you would have noticed
slugs sleeping on my stamen;
heavy and burdened with slime.
Maybe you would have noticed
the rabbits gnawing at my heart,
and you would have protected me.
But you thought me a cactus:
strong enough to live sparsely
hold droplets forever and carry them
and not get tired.
prickly enough to never
feel warm bee breath on my face,
and the sting of despair.
But you were wrong.
Break me open and oceans fall out
messy, profusely, and brine flavored.

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  1. That was beautiful and sad, but I loved it.

    I’m Tyler, one of the editors for Bard Publishing, and we’re looking for contributors from outside our immediate area (currently, the Monterey Bay, California area) to publish on our blog and eventually in print editions of our zine “Indecent”. Our goal is to build a community of writers, artists and like minds in order to take over the world, or something. At the very least, we just want to hear and be heard, and to allow others a space to do the same. To inform the populace that it’s time to step up our game. If you’d like to contribute anything to the community, hop on over to our blog, check out what we’re about, and you’ll find all the info you need to submit work and whatnot.

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  2. WOW, powerfully strong writing–and on a personal note, it’s a hard place to be when people mistake one for a cactus with no needs at all.

  3. Serena Malcolm

     /  April 15, 2014

    This is so profound… and holds so much truth… a truly beautiful piece.


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