The Hive in Winter

by | Oct 18, 2017 | Poetry

Up close, a humming. Constant
shimmer of wings for warmth.
All winter, they mass and vibrate,
proboscises tonguing reserves
of honey. This is the most
dangerous time for the hive. Already
the surrounding snow is littered
with carcasses. Survival is
in numbers. This hive he’s named
Clara, after his granddaughter.
Who will tell her, if they die?


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About The Author

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Anastasia Stelse is a native of southeastern Wisconsin, the former assistant editor for “The Intentional,” and a graduate from the MFA program at American University. She is currently pursuing her PhD in creative writing at the University of Southern Mississippi’s Center for Writers. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in “Fairy Tale Review,” “New South,” “Sou’wester,” “Hawai’i Pacific Review,” and “TAB: The Journal of Poetry & Poetics,” among others.