Stage Four

Cyndie Randall


His flowers are beginning to bow.

Suppose they feel reverent rather than sick.

 

Suppose they’re honoring his practice 

of tending to flyaway trash, or the way

 

he loves his woman. Those petals hear 

everything. Suppose they’re removing

 

their colorful shoes, falling to kneel, to pray 

in agreement, to echo the wail of human

 

begging. Suppose his neighbor does not visit. 

Suppose she’d just say all the wrong words.

 

She wanders at night with a watering can 

instead. Suppose he awakens to a miracle. 



Cyndie Randall lives in a tiny island town surrounded by Michigan’s Kalamazoo River. Her words have appeared in The Manifest-Station, Barren Magazine, Fathom Mag, YANYR anthology by Rhythm & Bones Press, and elsewhere. She holds a BA in Creative Writing and an MA in Counseling, which means she spends most of her time exploring what it's like to be human. You can connect with Cyndie on twitter @CyndieRandall or at cyndierandall.com

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