Emily Bilman

March 29, 2019

The Olive Branch

Despite the dentist’s soporific My imagination transformed The street where I walked Into a takeoff field Where I felt weightless Like a feather in the wind. As I wandered along the street, I discerned an olive branch Protruding from a tall brick wall Like the promise of the vital oil Proffered by the olive trees To soothe my mouth and guts After the dentist’s cure.