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Meg Eden has been published in various magazines and anthologies and is the recipient of the 2012 Henrietta Spiegel Creative Writing Award. Her collection "Your Son" has received The Florence Kahn Memorial Award. Check out her work at: http://artemisagain.wordpress.com/
the silk flower
there! father pointed to the scrawny bud,
like a fern, beginning its infestation.
pull it by the roots. do not let it spread its spores.
I point out their pink feather duster flowers,
the beauty they are capable of producing,
but he is not won over. these things, once they grow
old enough, their trunks get thick,
their cambium cumbersome, get them
while they’re young. I think of young
girls and mothers armed with kitchen knives
and scissors. take the legs and peel the pleasure
like sap from bark. grow into a woman-
shape. we will take your feet and prune them
into little dolls. set root into the floor boards.
little mimosas shrink in the cover
of the woods.
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