VERITY

the madrigal, volume iv

Beneath the Blue Aspens

by clem flowers

& and the world seemed to fall
to the moon & the cactus wren call

& now we find
in this ragged patch
of primrose time
there is only honey
in our hearts

& all the pain of the world departs

in a haze
of fairy duster blaze
& it just seems funny
how we managed to snatch
a little slip of solace so divine

Clem Flowers (They/ Them) is a poet, eldritch horror, & soft spoken southern transplant living in a mountain's shadow in Home of Truth, Utah. In an eternal quest to be the host in constant disbelief in an infomercial. Nb, bi, and queer as the day is long, they live in a cozy apartment with their wonderful wife & sweet calico kitty. Found on Twitter @clem_flowers.