Boy with Hornet

BOY WITH HORNET


His scabby knees propel him 

barefoot and burning 


across the asphalt strip, the long

one separating here from home. 


Fingers grip his Mason-heart,

eager to show his father


that here, yes here

inside the fragile jar, 


you’ll find contained

a fragment of the flame.

 


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