Asleep on a Sunbeam
Ashley Escobar
Asleep on a sunbeam
The torment of rhubarb
Brings cherubs into mind
High tea at noon
Dozing in and out of sleep
Unmarked garden–
Clementines litter your floor
An offering–
of cream, delights of
Rose and turpentine
Cherry wood
Haunts from a past life
External lightness
stop & smell the rose chai
Rebecca Ruvinksy
Maybe the day is still brewing, or it is
as a gentle steep, or maybe it is
a cup of tea that you forgot
you made until the leaves sat in the near-
boiling water long enough to be bitter.
There is still sweetness to be found – add
sugar, if you like, or honey. Take it
however you want
to take your day; sometimes,
it’s too much to try
and seize it. Some days, simply
sip it. Cut it
with milk, watch it curl and cloud
as you stir. Take your time.