ode to the garden moth

ByTaylor Rivers December 1, 2018

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.