crabgrass

Alexis McDonald

roll me in between your thumbs 

and whistle softly to the wind 

all the charming silken words 

you tell me under unwashed sheets 

within the crème pages of little women 

amidst fragrant sandalwood 

and when you whisper beneath 

raindrops and sunshine spots 

to the birds that carry secrets in the breeze 

make sure the morning dew 

feeds the crabgrass at dawn 

as it scurries across the yard 

overwatered by my apologies 

and your thoughtfulness 


Lexi McDonald (she/her) is a senior English Literature and Creative Writing double major at Susquehanna University and enjoys reading, writing, teaching, and traveling. Much of her work incorporates vivid sensory imagery with trauma and topics of social justice and feminism, and these are her most rewarding pieces. She plans to go on to graduate school for creative writing and would collect degrees if she could afford it. Instead (or in addition), she intends to challenge young writers to be deliberate about their passions and futures in writing, and encourage them to write until they surprise themselves, and then keep writing.


Issue 15

2022

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