when i ran out of thyme

by Gabriela Pabon, age 12
when i ran out of thyme Gabriela Pabon is the author of several flowery poems, most of them about girls or death. She is a sixth grader. When not writing she likes to play the cello and read fan fiction. She hopes you enjoy her work.

“when i ran out of thyme / they should have buried me in lavender”

when i ran out of thyme

they should have buried me in lavender

lavender — great swooping fields of it

Girlhood joins me with a simple dress and starry-eyes

she lays down

in the dust

in the dirt

in lavender — great swooping fields of it

we pass the time eating honeysuckle

and resting our rosehips

in the dust

in the dirt

staining our dresses

not our heartbeats

such buttercup crowns,

such strands of mallow in our hair

hanging on our lips —

what broom and borage we played in

till we lost our protea and primrose

and lavender — great swooping fields of it

to sultry red fruit

and roses neath thistle and thorn


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