Kevin J Fellows
Published in
Dec 29, 2022


cactus flowers in a pot
Photo by Supratik Deshmukh on Unsplash

My plants are angles and needles;
piercing leaves designed to catch the unwary.
I’m not wary.
Thorn-caught and pinned
to my unquestioning confidence
that a tiny point will not hurt.
But the jab is never quick or shallow.
It’s deep and barbed.
A hooked fish.
Leave the barb in —
it hurts less.



Kevin J Fellows

Novelist & Poet. Author of the novel At the End of the World. Creativity Podcaster. More at: kevinjfellows.com