by Jasmine Flowers
Some unboxed words
should be left alone.
Those boxes hold
jewels for my hair,
spiders for my light,
peaches for my sink.
Don’t use ‘em all up.
I pick a few to go
with my baby teeth.
Jasmine Flowers is a well-watered poet from Birmingham, AL. Her poems appear in River Mouth Review, Cypress Literary Journal, perhappened, and more. She is currently a poetry editor for Variant Literature. Find her at jn-flowers.com and @jas_flow on Twitter.