Ode to a Pear

Posted on in On Our Radar by Ava Carlson

Student Poems

By Ava Carlson, age 12

Sometimes she wants to clothe herself in a strong skin
carved out of soft, speckled jade.
She wants to wear it like an armor
built of lacquered plates, strung together.

She wants her words to have a crisp bite
she can sink her teeth into
feel the ivory bone dive into a juicy core.

She wants to taste the fresh, green whiff
of growing when she speaks.

She wants to keep her pearlescent heart
with its streaming seeds safe.

So she does.

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