I’m sorry to all the bees I’ve ever stomped on.

I hope the pollen fed you well. I’m not sure why humans are at the top of the food chain. We’re prisoners of fear in believing that bees are only here to sting us.

I mean, we kill to eat. They don’t. You do realize this, right ? Taste the honey on your lips- you always ask for more. Slit the flowers at their throats and bundle them together to show how loudly you can love. You blame the pollen for your watering eyes, but you’re just hungover and didn’t wash your face. I mean, all the bees are fleeing, so what did you expect?

Last night I watched the neon lantern zap the bugs over and over and over. Their innocence told them to reach for that gentle light. I hope they felt no pain. I hope it was quick. I hope the bees forgive me. AMT.