We saw her in a wooden box as Doris Longwing.
No animals were killed to be naturalized,
Says the taxidermist, with the exception of a few.
Doris—my mother’s mother—who turned into
A butterfly: white eyes and saffron streaks, reminding
Us that we look nothing like her. Naturalized.
No, unnaturalized. We try to memorize her patterns,
The natural order we sought to learn before this death:
A quaint crucifixion preserved beneath glass.
Kelsey Hatch was raised in Massachusetts and graduated with a major in English Literature from St. Lawrence University (Canton, NY). In addition to writing, Hatch enjoys foraging for mushrooms, cooking, and spending time outdoors. She is currently creating art with spore prints made from harvested mushrooms. Her latest work appeared in the May 2015 issue of Alimentum: The Literature of Food.