Yellow Roses

from Out With Lanterns, a daily poetry practice

I bought myself yellow grocery store roses
in an effort to lift my spirits. They say
yellow roses signify friendship. 
I am still trying to be my own friend. 
It is important, in this relationship, to recall 
that to not feel included from the start is hard,
that self-isolation is understandable,
that a small dose of sad-madness can also 
be a gift. Without it, no intense interiority,
no disappearing into poems, no search 
in the grocery’s floral section, for solace. 

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