A Lesson

By: Tova Ross

I buy sunflower seeds,

bring them home.

Plant them by the rosebushes

in fresh loam.

Water once a day.

They begin to grow,

though not as quickly as expected,

and the rosebushes

are adversely affected.

The gardener and mother talk.


The flowers are beautiful,

but they need their space.

I sigh, feeling oddly pained.

Such a waste.

Mother pays to have them removed.


A transplant costs just the same,

but she wants me to see the Consequences.

Her words are like thorns.

I know she considers me

a Consequence.


I dig in my roots,

face the sun.

Dad, if you ever

loved Someone—

make a return at Home Depot.


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