Stitches, 
scar tissue,
 
little flecks 
of blood 
 
behind her ears 
where she can’t see 
 
the evidence 
of her surgery 
 
but I am standing by 
my sister 
 
holding the lobe 
and trying 
 
to describe to her 
the color 
 
of the flower 
that blooms
 
on the cactus
in South Texas.

Meg Bishop is an aging poet who has found the fountain of youth in her daily practice of reading and writing poems. She resides in Nashville, Tennessee but uses travel as a way to open her eyes to the wider world.

Appears In

Cagibi Issue 29