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