“Lavender” * Poem * Sean Lynch

Whenever I hear the word lavender
the only lavender I think about
is the lavender that I smelled
when I saw my mother die
and I felt her heart let go
when she tasted death.

—About Sean Lynch—

Sean Lynch is a poet and editor who lives in South Philadelphia. His fourth chapbook, On Violence, was published by Radical Paper Press in 2019. Poems have appeared in various journals including Hobart, Poetry Quarterly, and Drunk Monkeys. He’s the Founding Editor of Serotonin.

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