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Growing Salsa

dancing wildly in the sun
reddening tomatoes with fine thick flesh
ripen in my garden, ready for plucking

jealous onions stalk nearby
in rows, eyeing intertwining vines
climbing to the persistent sun beat

bushes of chili peppers, clumps of cilantro
sway to wind rhythms, waiting
as a lone lime tree watches -
the last squeeze in Abuela's recipe.

by Deborah P. Kolodji

First published in Sol Magazine
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