A Poem for You: Supply Chain


Supply Chain BY PIMONE TRIPLETT Drippingly by grips, this humus and perlite nearly sings           through my fingers circling the ditch lily’s heat-sunk side, anthers frayed, fallen.           Sift. Learn your footprint. If occasion, rise to. Another bloom, opposite, grows blood           orange its splayed open hand, in shade, still opulent, curls tender, having the time           of its life. Let’s get the basics, the survey says. Sight says, turning,           the cat’s sprawled besides the baby rat it found and above the scalp thin lawn           through the window the children are watching. Where do you live? What’s under your           [...]