
Flowers For Our Elders
I made a bouquet of all the flowers you should’ve had. Deep red roses for the bricks you threw that paved the way. Sunflowers for how your lives still shine a steady light. Gladiolus for the strength you showed, brilliant as the sword it’s named for, and ivy for your resilience. Forget-me-nots because you will never be, even when we don’t remember your names. I wish we could have given them to you in person; we’re not supposed to be the elders yet. But you rest now. We’ll take it from here.

About the author
Ash Ellithorne is a queer, nonbinary writer from McSmalltown, Michigan, USA. They hold an MFA in creative writing from the University of Southern Maine’s Stonecoast program.
About the artist
R. Taylor is a digital painter hailing from Chicago, where their art has been exhibited in many a local convention art show. In addition to their own illustration work, they offer their services as a cover artist, often for friends. They also write under their alter-ego, R. J. Howell. Their online gallery can be found at mythavenart.com.