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Azaleas

Christian Ward

I watched their heads push
through the layer of thick
loam that you never bothered
to lay; imagining the sound

of pop pop, pop pop, filling
the air. But that never happened.
You never bothered to read the
instructions on the seed packet,

that was never you. You didn’t
plant them all in the shade and I
watched them clamber out into
the sun, slowly wilting as sunlight

melted their petals. The soil was too
alkaline for others and they had simply
frothed away as they were born. I
couldn’t resuscitate them that day

and wept as I buried them. But you
never did. You gave the survivors
too much fertiliser, thinking they
would live. But they retreated to grow

underground, free from you. And as
they slept, all I could think about was
how they would fall; their pink petals
clinging to night as they burnt.



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