nearly cave
black spots
black bear
emerge
let down quickly by the sun
all the gardening
has been in disarray
and undone
there’s no medal, you know, for any of these
none they get to see
only what they become.
Poem by Robyn Schelenz
Robyn Schelenz is a writer from Birdsboro, Pennsylvania. Her work has previously appeared in Rattle and Revue Pøst and is forthcoming in The Pangolin Review.