Tuesday, June 06, 2017

An Incident While Herding Goats

A candy-cane yellow jacket
stung my hand.
At first, like a gunshot
quickly I yell profanity.
Pulsing and radiating inside,
little quivers swell slow
and days of tightness, thickness—
I thought I was clearing obstructions
Turns out I was wrecking a home.

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