his Parasol

Dried flowers cried out

their earnest melodies

and buried themselves 

deeply in his hair.

it was a winter blanket

in which they

coveted acceptance—

Bloomed for understanding;

Understanding the flowers

did find in his 

Soul petal of 

recognized spring consolation!

& with inherent hope—

may the garden boy

find a parasol for

Himself. 

for when he does,

He will     bloom

tenfold!

& weep no more 

for Acceptance.

– Elena Chico.

Written by: Elena Chico

Cover Design: Victoria Lechon