Berry pickin', by Laura Alaniz | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous

Laura Alaniz

Laura Alaniz

Berry pickin'

Springtime means

Berry pickin’

In warm sun

Therapeutic

Part of me

Since the womb

Watch for snakes

Bloody fingers

Pick more

Than we can eat

Don’t spill them!

Satisfaction

Numbs backache

Must pick more

Eyes on next bush

We get home

Make berry cereal

The berries look

More red

Than they did

In the field

(2014)

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