Really Lousy Pomegranate Poem (ok working title someone suggest a better one)
Appleseeds swallowed sprout from our hair, benign, and become
green. Watermelon seeds, fat as black ants, are spit or shat
fecund and round, that life-cycle, wiping the sticky juice
off our daughters' cheeks and repeating. But the French
for pomegranate is grenade.
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