Dig

it is in the crumbled soil between my fingers
i find peace
light iridescent
thin in the way ice is
cold in the way glass is
silent in the way sound is
“i have been looking for you for so long,” i say
“everywhere,” i say
“ever since she took you”
it stares and falls with the soil
glacier
i dig
and dig
and dig and dig and dig and dig and dig and dig
until i am dirtied
until i am bloodied
the moon rises
and i dig

Asher Astrum is a junior at SOU in the Creative Writing and Music departments. They also write under the names A.J. Alastairs and Apollo Asteri.