No Tapu te Ranga ahau | Kate Andrews, Kester Law, Lola Beck, and Noam McKay

I see

hills like a monster’s back,

houses like chicken coops.

Planes are in the sky,

little fingers on the roadside sit like tree stumps.

Cars are zooming.

I feel

wind like creepy crawlies

wind like ghosts

wind like creepy spiders,

branches swaying like the sea,

cutty grass like knives

sprinkling brown blood.

The leaf

has a dot like a little finger

the stem is like a handle,

the swirls are like ideas connecting.