The Giant, Little Life

Who knew the weight, 

the burden for such fragile 

wings, and then the added 

bags of gold that are needed 

to feed the queen, the double-

load that they must carry, 

no wonder why collective

decisions are a necessary 

reprieve in such a swarming, 

crowded mass, no way to hear 

a solitary thought amid the thick,

thrumming noises, and each one 

and all together born with a willingness 

for sacrifice, the life given when, 

in defense, they deploy the sting —

who knew the giant life of your average 

little bee?

—C.L. Fisher, April 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writing and images, are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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