ode to the garden moth
it died in the bottle
formerly filled with sand
and dreams;
its feeble little mind
only knew nourishment
and warmness
so it craved disheveled
electrons in the long
lost night
and the sap off freshly
coated primroses at dusk
or at day—
was it not aware human
hands had touched these all
before?
it must’ve confused that
silica and sleep catcher
for the world.
Previously published in Gyroscope Review, Issue 18-2
Actor, writer, director, and lighting designer Taylor Ryan Rivers is an eclectic artist ready to share his young voice with the world. He hails from the ghettos of Vallejo, CA, where he gained an appreciation for diversity as well as his own Black culture. Currently, Taylor is working towards a bachelor’s in Theatre Arts here at USC. If you want to see more of his work, just check any of the previous issues of Palaver Arts Magazine.