Blue Aster

by Isabella Cruz

Stained glass in the window
Nearly as brilliant as
The blue asters without.

Still, it knows it’s pretending
To be something it’s not.

Still, it will last forever
Passed from your grandmother’s hand
To your grandchild,
Who never will see blue aster.


Isabella Cruz is a writer, an educator and a Floridian. She currently works as a writing tutor. Her works have appeared in World Enough Writers, Wigleaf and Barstow & Grand. She enjoys tea and people watching.

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