The Unruly Terrarium

Poetry by Isabel Okinedo

I have lost access to the jungle growing inside of me

No longer can I tend to it like a little garden

Now, the vines snake their way up my spine

And the beasts of prey lurk beyond the overgrown undergrowth

And as the thick, damp air catches in my lungs

I think, what a handsome jungle

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