waiting at the Vegetable Aisle

the automatic sprinkler system drizzles down on the fleshy carrots sprouting white-ginger buds like May before it snowed and sugar snap peas crunching, like autumn and ranch dressing with purple coral romaine lettuce and gristly celery stalks, their crimped skin begging to choke— all sitting neatly stacked like dishes in lifeless black plastic shelves the color bursting with vivacity, scheming to roll out and march victoriously down the aisles.continue reading →

waiting at the Vegetable Aisle

the automatic sprinkler system drizzles

down on the fleshy carrots

sprouting white-ginger buds like May

before it snowed

and sugar snap peas crunching, like

autumn and ranch dressing with

purple coral romaine lettuce and

gristly celery stalks, their crimped

skin begging to choke—

all sitting neatly stacked like dishes

in lifeless black plastic shelves

the color bursting with vivacity,

scheming to roll out and march

victoriously down the aisles.

Thoughts?