LINDSAY’S SONNET
The thing about a box you need to knowIs how it keeps you in and others outSurrounding you with people…
Spring, not Winter, is the hungry season.When robins dogfight over nesting sites,The sun grows warm as freezers…
O 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎!
𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑’𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚝