“Left Unchecked They Hold Fast”

“Left Unchecked They Hold Fast” by Jenn Monroe begins:

I was warned they would take over when I first noticed
the flowers. My zeal for harvest stayed my hand. I thought
those tendrils would go the way of all green things in winter,
but when it was time to rake out leaf clutter, daffodils and tulips
were ensnared, [continue reading]