Trans-plant
by Luke Harvey
Moving here, we didn’t know much
about roots, but just enough
about words to trust the principles
translate. The shallow ones
pop when pulled: toss them
in the compost heap—worm
food. Even if buried in
the wrong place, requiring
some sweat and some skin
off your fingers, the deep ones
come up whole. This means
they aren’t dead yet. This means
they can be kept,
brought home, replanted.
Luke Harvey lives in Chickamauga, GA with his wife and daughter, where he works their homestead and teaches high school English. He holds a BA in English and an MA in Teaching, and he will graduate in August with his MFA from Seattle Pacific University. His poems have appeared in Ekstasis, The Write Launch, Better Than Starbucks, American Diversity Report, and elsewhere.
