The tree is small – kept small for ease of picking –
The leaves are large and biblical.
Fruit hanging like heavy teardrops,
Purplish-brown or is that brownish-purple?
Feel the fruit.
It must be soft, the skins sometimes split.
White, milky sap leaks from the stalk,
With poisonous connotations.
Sticky! A stickiness that only soap can remove.
Luscious fruit; the insides pink and juicy.
Tiny pips embedded in the flesh.
Six are ripe.
I eat them all, I eat everything,
Save for the sappy stalks.
Tomorrow there will be more.
Sue (Toasted Knees)