The Welcoming of a Worm Like Me.
Danusha Lameris’s poem, Feeding the Worms, reads, Ever since I found out that earth worms have taste buds all over the delicate pink strings of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and … Read more