Dust Devil
I want to grow.
I want to grow until this planter
Is no match
For my refuse-to-be-silenced roots.
I want to grow until I am
Big and strong,
And my roots are as long and wide
As my mesquite canopy.
I want to grow until my spine
Is so sharp
No desert beast will dare to eat me.
—Grayson Agrella
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