Wings (Poem by Pierson Van Trigt, Sketch by Georgia Mugisha)





Wings

What did man do when they saw the first butterfly?
Did they swat it away and break its wings like my dog,
Or did they admire the stripes and colors on its back?

When I first saw a butterfly, I’ve been told that
I tried to eat it, the black and orange stripes
Must have reminded me of the candy corn
I had eaten during Halloween. Part of me
Still remembers my mom’s screams
As I tried to take a bite out of a tasty looking wing.


Comments

  1. Anonymous1/22/23, 4:39 AM

    Rip Pierson. How did you die? How ever it was, it was too soon..

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