Dregs
by Danielle Gallo


After the party, we snuck onto the porch -
sugar thirsty -
to drink the last bits of 
pop in those sleek glass bottles
set out for recycling.
When you drank the bee 
and dropped the bottle,
it shattered, cutting your foot;
crimson leaking onto the concrete.
Later, you worried that the bee 
would sting you from the inside
out. 

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Danielle Gallo is an early childhood educator from Iowa, though she currently resides in Texas. She is a mixed media artist who occasionally writes poetry. She can be found on Instagram at @_dmgallo_.