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Packed in Ice

Vandal Poem of the Day: February 9, 2016

by Kerry James Evans

My wife      pulls a peach      from      the freezer,

then      stares      at the knives      stuck

in their wooden      block.      I want      the right      line

for our      marriage,      but the exact      emotion

is a peach      packed in ice.      I cannot  accept      this,

though      clearly,      here      it is,      cold

and ripe,      and now,      in hand,      passed

between us      like a desperate      artifact.

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Copyright © 2013 Kerry James Evans
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