A Boy Moose Ate My Tulips by Erynne DeVore
A Boy Moose Ate My Tulips
Erynne DeVore
i discovered marbles and obsidian buried in my garden next to the worms
after a moose ate my tulips
“of course it was a boy moose,” someone joked with me
i tried not to wake my daughters scaring him away
they woke anyways
irony is never lost on poets
my daughters
have ears and eyes and hearts of their own
they would’ve seen the evidence in the morning
those tulips were a gift from Mother Earth
meant for my pleasure, the flowers
that came to me in a dream
after i turned my back on the house
meant to turn us
from innocent and sweet
to Victors
sometimes i…
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