The Bee Cemetery

Illustrations by Grace McKenna
The Cemetery was situated at the bottom of a pillar of rock at the edge of the woods, past the long grass, past the ticks, and past the rabbits in their cages in the lane. The Bees were abundant in the spring, and by the age of ten, I had been stung three times– once on the chin, once on the thigh and once on the grass whilst playing barefoot. My sister remained untouched. She liked to consider herself in alliance with the Bees– her, a small th

Rotten Tomatoes

Illustrations by Grace McKenna
I did not want to bring her to the backyard. Because it overflows with rotten tomatoes. I was addicted...