"Where there should be bone, there is honey. There is drip. There is sweet. Where there should be..."

“Where there should be bone, there is

honey. There is drip. There is sweet.

Where there should be spine, there is

hive. There is hum. There is buzzing.

 

It’s swarming season, and the bees will

pour like water in your fingers. They

have forgotten their stingers.

 

I’ve forgotten my sting. I’ll drink

sugar water from the palm of your

hand, if you let me.”

- IT WON’T HURT YOU by Ashe Vernon