Bus poem
Notice to Niece About a Breakup
by Crystal Williams
Outside the jewelry store with its gleam and bling bling,
A bee beats it's wings against the window. Outside: a series of fantastical flowers, silks and taffetas
Bunched craftily and strung.
& although the window is unclean, pitted with a month's worth of world-spew and debris,
The bee has seen; everything in her famished body
Insists the fantasy, the cold, cruel ruse, is true.
& so she whips her wings with persistence
She cannot well sustain. She is hopeless, furious
& flinging ever towards the idea of it.
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From Troubled Tongues
2009 Oregon Book Award Finalist
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