Banning, CA
- Steve C
- Mar 4, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: May 20, 2024
Thin as winter fruit,
he stood in the orchard
extending his hand,
begging in an unknown tongue.
I was nine years old.
Fourteen years later
I want to offer him
a taste of orange
juice flowing down
a dusty throat.
--Jason Weeks
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"a taste of orange
juice flowing down
a dusty throat."
Such an image, I can taste the orange juice myself.