Ewen Glass

'I grew these flowers'

No you didn't; you watched them grow and assigned plaudits to yourself. I’m not going to give you garlands. You might be seven, son, and you might be proud, but see what I see: a feat of growth,

all life’s colour, my only grace. And beside you, some flowers that happened.

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Ewen Glass (he/him) is a screenwriter and poet from Northern Ireland who lives with two dogs, a tortoise and a body of self-doubt; his poetry has appeared in the likes of Okay Donkey, Maudlin House, Abridged, HAD, Poetry Scotland and One Art Poetry. Bluesky/X/IG: @ewenglass