Seed catalog

The year she decides to learn to be

quiet she sticks her hands in the dirt she keep her

cool in the heat, remaining productive

and tasty longer she grows the herbs the vegetables in

pots in pots with lids and handles in kitchen pots she

stole from her mother flavorful, stringless, quick to

grow and prepare to leave, kitchen pots that

gathered dust and now they gather self-supporting plain,

flat, deeply cut dreams that are dark and

resistant to heat-induced bolting, she

buries her voice in the soil, turns the loam with

fish guts and banana peels and odd ends of

rotted things and their extremely sweet flesh red especially

for heavy or poor conditions which is

how she grew up and how she knows that someday

she will cover herself with flowers.