By Abbie Hart
gardening habit
allegory of garden.
seditious tongue,
when you ask
but
i am the garden
i am the thing rotting in it
and i am a house
because that is the only thing keeping me the end.
refuge
the house was already built when i got here
and somehow i was already living within it.
the story of both the building
and the bulldozing
of this goddamn house
was written on the floorboards on moving day.
this was coming.
this was coming and someday i will mourn who i am now
and i already am.
Abbie Hart (she/they) is a 19 year old poet from Houston, TX currently living in Worcester, MA. She has been published over 30 times, and is the editor in chief for the Literary Forest Poetry Magazine. In her spare time, she learns useless skills, daydreams about pottery, and does her best to be a nice warm soup. Her first chapbook, “head is a home,” was released by Bottlecap Press in August 2023. Her website is abbiemhart.wordpress.com.