‘lasting but one day: an ephemeral flower
lasting a very short time, short-lived, transitory: the ephemeral joys of childhood.’
i can still remember the cycad we had in my yard, spikes in the middle and sharp leaves all around;
‘the oldest known plant’
my brothers and sister and i would play games trying to jump over or
run through it–
life, some ancient green gauntlet–
without getting cut.
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