Sunday, April 12, 2009

Manic Monday: Taste

They all talk crooked now.
Grandma talked straight,
but she thought a little crooked.
Even those who loved her called her crazy.

She grew tomato plants taller than I was
and I can still taste the tangy sour summer
blood and mealy flesh.
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2 comments:

Jamie said...

All thinking should be slightly off center. It keeps people guessing. Now tomatoes right off the vine are one of life's treasures.

April 13, 2009 10:09 AM
Travis said...

I haven't had a really good tomato in quite some time.

April 15, 2009 10:54 PM

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