Poem
The Thing about Fake Flowers
My passion against fake flowers
had grown to a fever-pitch
of disgust, but then, one day,
sitting with a woman
whose husband neared death,
I softened.
I’m going to put his ashes
in a vase, she said,
and put above them flowers
which never die.
Cover image by Joceline M. Huitzil.
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