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Tomatoes in August

Author/illustrator of Whispers of the Goddess & The Quit Smoking Express. Graduate of the Long Ridge Writing Group & Institute for Writers


Suddenly I love them

for over four decades

I did not

the slippery seeds

bland, unripened

pale specimens

skin tight, unripe

Now, in August 2021

I have them in our garden

on the north side of the garage

beautiful, strong, green stalks

tiny green perfect round bulbs

while the others are ugly

like little gremlins

I am excited for them.

Salsa, onion, jalapeno, cilantro

Tabasco salt and pepper

What magickal properties

have I been missing?

The memories of that window sill

and the garden alongside the house

where my father loved to pace back

and forth while he tended his vegetables

I never knew until now

that feeling of sufficiency

until I fried those first tomatoes in July

remembering that place and his pride

remembering that place where he died

not far from the tomatoes

on the windowsill

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