Poetry

How I Spent My Summer Vacation

Pull out the specimen drawer

see how I spent my summer vacation.

I have been chasing butterflies from sunup to sundown

hands full of pins and cardboard mounts

covered in silvery dust from careless blunders.

When I hang up my jacket for the night, my pockets

are taped up tight, sealed against any intruders lured

by the scent of flailing wings or accidental bloodletting.

For the rest of the evening, spiders follow me around the house

as if they can sense the carnage

still clinging to me. 

                                                         ~Holly Day

                                                             Minneapolis, US

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