Anastasia Jill

I lost my virginity

to fireflies

strung between

two oak trees

and a stream—

I didn’t scream,

but watched fire

burn in the wood.

I walk there now,


find the bug

not like other bugs

striking crooked

match legs against

rotten floor—

a good bug,

just like me

full of spots

on her back

just like me

who lost

her leg

to a greedy,

grizzly tree.

She is happy

we found

each other.

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