ahh, i can’t decide which one i like—
between this one and that one over there,
can’t you just choose your favorite for me—please?
dahlias are my favorite, you know that, but those
echinaceas caught my eye, with their daisy-like
flowers, just like mom grows in the
garden right next to the purple and pink
hydrangeas that look so happy.
i wonder if they have something in
jade, that was my favorite color as a
kid—doesn’t it sound so fancy?
liar, you said you don’t have favorites. those
mums—i love mums—look sorta green, but
not the right kind of green that you like.
once I saw a green rose, which was
pretty… but peculiar? it looked so
quiet, blending in with its green stem.
regal, for sure, don’t you think?
sometimes i’ll touch the
thorns, just to feel something
unpleasant. it’s so
visceral, feeling that
wet stem made of
xylem. i don’t even
yelp when it
zaps me.