holy in late spring, Aden McCracken

Leland Quarterly | Fall 2022

holly in late spring

Aden McKracken

I’ve watched old friend from distances. I hold a rotten tooth in hand. I swirl it in lemoned water. Early June’s loss sweats through the plastic goblet where we share our last drink.

I wish the sting of an overworked bee at the closing of Spring a gentle death and a soft winter.