The worms aren’t the only things buried in the ground
A little boy digs in the dirt searching
For a memory for a sign for anything
Humans lie six feet under
Worms dig that deep too
But tonight is special
So maybe there will be something
To sweeten this bitter lot
He’s been thrown
Maybe the worms
Aren’t just at the bottom
Of his dirt cup
Elizabeth Day is an author, poet, blogger, and playwright from Las Vegas, Nevada. Her work has been featured in The Just Girl Project, Empyrean Literary Magazine, Contemporary Jo, Hey Young Writer, and Fterota Logia. She is a student at Southern Utah University studying English education with a creative writing emphasis and double minors in theater and film. You can find her on Instagram @itsanadventur.
Featured image by Gabriel Jimenez on unsplash.
