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Tomato (created August 29, 1988)

Writer's picture: Angie Nabrotzky LassigAngie Nabrotzky Lassig

Updated: Sep 12, 2020


I pick it fresh and warm from its stronghold.

The pungent smell of raspy tomato vine wafts to my nose.

I peel away the vinyl skin to see soft flesh.

Sweet and salty greets my tongue.

Juice drops from my lips,

to white linen.

The juice still warm.

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