Human Nature

[Maggie Riggins]

All Red and sweaty between the thighs
with ants on my legs, and bees smelling pollen
from the buds of her breasts. Throbbing hard
in the oak shade, overlooking Lake Ontario's
grimy coast. Lined with dead fish, half-eaten by dogs 
and covered in sand kicked up by dads on hikes
looking for lost memories in the bush.

This is my first critique! I chose your poem because I love it, but I had to read it twice to find the flow. I like that you didn't use much punctuation, and that every line has multiple interpretations that bleed into one another. My favorite thing about your poem is how you meld humans and nature, describing nature but also describing the human body and illustrating our connection to nature. It's intense imagery. My biggest critique would be clarity of flow. Superb!