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

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