by David Elliot Eisenstat

Mouthing tiny stones,
they spoke into existence
a new home.

Sap-sucking insects distilled
honeydew for the housewarming;
the wind gifted a seedling.

Gazing in,
uninvited,
I step over.

David Elliot Eisenstat has contributed poems to THINK, The Pierian, and Rust & Moth among others. The Managing Poetry Editor for Variant Lit, he lives in Brooklyn. Find more of his work at davideisenstat.com/poetry.