And every time the tomatoes grow more tempting on the vine their colors intensifying concentrated sunlight and a little bit of yearning protected from wandering marauders but welcoming the butterflies and every time I—the marauder—full of purpose am a battlefield caged out reduced to hunger dreaming with the butterflies
And every time the tomatoes grow more tempting on the vine
their colors intensifying
concentrated sunlight
and a little bit of yearning
protected from wandering marauders
but welcoming the butterflies
and every time
I—the marauder—full of purpose
am a battlefield
caged out
reduced to hunger
dreaming
with the butterflies
The City High Review 