I
of those memories of which i am intimate
four siblings sharing a plate of fries seems to stick
necessity brought us together in that poverty
in which none of us felt inadequacy
II
i remember fondly those fried green tomatoes
over-peppered by aunt pat's enthusiasm
always the first stop relative to our blood in georgia
i was certain there were scant pigs to produce fatback in florida
III
there always seemed a rareness of red clay in duval
except when certain sentimentalities would bleed over




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maralisa

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