seed cemetery

_{Photo by Angie Shenouda}

By Angie Shenouda

in the early mourning

of the wake 

he snuggles two fingers 

into the damp earth

where he lies his head 

and heart to rest 

in a field of faux goodbyes and

promises unspoken-

a burial ground-

he lowers the casket

full of seeds, 

nothing but damp soil

for weeks- 

yet will he be there- 

in a few short months

to greet the sunflowers 

hugging the garden 

in the peak of summer?