Insanity (the good kind)
lalalalalalalalalalala for Ellie!
The trillium are blooming everywhere & I’m going insane
with happiness. Illegal to harvest & illegal not to love,
the trillium bloom in the forest and where the forest
meets the road. Magenta blooms made of three red petals
with three green understudies. Jack-in-the-pulpit’s likely
nearby, and a stream where the bugs who slide across water
are stretching their legs after winter. The breeze smells like ferns
unfurling their eyes to the sun and the hatless and shoeless
woman I am has her pupils hotglued to the ground.