lundi 6 juin 2016

I'm Growing Things

I’m growing things. A baby and vegetables,
taking root in the deep soil of
my womb, spreading small
fingers and fragile golden
hair to the boundary of their

I’m growing things. A baby and vegetables:
first, a wee heart of hemp,
cultivated beet by beet with the
sweet liquid of the sun.
Innate food of the earth seeping into
small passageways to
transfigure the seed into
lungs of leek, and carrot-coloured
kidneys, tiny turnip
branches of our family,
pushing forth into light and
waiflike pathways.

I’m growing things.

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