Words Conjured into Being: ode to bitter green things

ode to bitter green things

by warren charles jones

there was a time

when i would

wipe

my mouth

just to spit out

the bitter green things

 

now i am not so vile

 

i would run a long

long

long

long

way

just to get some

collard greens

 

so you could see

a piece

of the sweltering south

every time

i smile

 

Warren C. Jones is a massage therapist, musician, photographer and poet that peacefully resides in Davisville.

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