Erik Bergholm
Vertical
We grow tall
for the same reason
the plum tree
gropes for the shimmering stars
and like its sleeping blossoms
each one dreaming of
a powdered world
dispersed by the sigh of its sun
we stir in our beds
in the soft, quiet hours
at the memories
of the dust dissolved in our veins
Bio
Erik is a journalism student in the wooded hills of northern Minnesota. He spends his free time playing bass guitar, writing short stories, and pretending to catch fish.