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March Hare Magazine

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OLEANDER

  

If I were to have a son, I would name him Oleander

After the beautiful and poisonous flowers

I first recognized in Old Jerusalem,

Lining the entrance to the temple where Jesus

’s various resting stones stay, preserved in sacred silence.


Oleander, because it doesn’t sound like sudden death.

I would want my son to know not to be afraid of his beauty,

Only to be wary of his poison.

Brooklyn Birzin

Brooklyn Birzin is a human battling bipolar disorder and gender dysphoria, so be nice. 

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