Hot Pot Magazine

By Savannah Jones

This dirt road stretches for miles
With no scenery but the
Earth, the children of our Mother
Nature our only companions.
I take it for granted each time I pass,
roll my eyes at its barrenness
Itch to move on to the fields of flowers
And flashy signs that line the highway

But now I will pause to revel in its
shrouded beauty too long unnoticed.

I will plant my knees in the dirt, run my
Hands over the grooves left by hundreds of tires

I will notice its beauty now
Without wishing it looked different.

Savannah Jones (she/her) is a German-American college student majoring in Sociology and
English Writing. She enjoys writing poetry that she shares on her Tumblr blog, “poemhater.” She
loves her cat Lily, theatre, and music. In her free time, she can be found spending time with
friends, writing, or attempting to make her way through an ever-growing pile of books. This is
her first publication.