Sweet Like
by Melissa Nunez
Honeybee—my name—and I was
expected sweet. As if it were always
meant others devour what I had mistaken
for my own. More, they tell me. More
than you can know. And again I’m lost
to ponder what I misunderstand. How
it is you eat of me, yet claim offering
inferior to action. And like queen I find,
when wintertime, I push you
out into the cold.
Melissa Nunez is an avid reader, writer and homeschooling mother of three. She lives in the Rio Grande Valley region of South Texas—a predominantly Latin@ community. Her writing is inspired by observation of the natural world, the dynamics of relationships, and the question of belonging. You can follow her on Twitter @MelissaKNunez.
