even a pigeon will sit on a chicken egg,

nurse a foreign thing to life.

why can’t love be shown 

limitlessly, generously, fully?

why must there always be 

a difference between the eggs, 

when truly they are just eggs?

is it such a crime to show love

even to bugs? even to harmful things?

to the spider, mosquitoes, moths —

did hearts evolve, from nature,

only to cut things out? 

where in the world of chickens,

nursed to life by pigeons,

did hatred begin to creep in, and love out?

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Written by

Jordyn Gallegos

Jordyn Gallegos, senior, loves the humanities because it’s so fun to see everyone’s different writing styles. She is excited to serve as Co-President of Humanities this year. In her free time, Jordyn likes bonding with her soccer and flag football team or hanging out with her cat.