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every year she cut the biggest and brightest keeping them in a brown bagged pantry to dry out reaching in to crumble them at season winnowing the chaff to wind like her mother and aunties before her back home in their island paradise a magical notion jostling seeds in slow motion looking like crests on the ocean neither too high nor too low broken petals fly free as seeds fall back of their own gravity the kids would come ‘round as projects kids do to watch and maybe try something new she would pass them an old melamine plate a small handful of crumblings to ply tossing and scooching to catch them again crimson reds and magentas lemony yellows monarch butterfly oranges violet and lavender purples crowning petals layered resembling elizabethan collars they caught the morning protected by snail and slug repellent people came from all around to admire her oversized zinnias occasionally picking one and running garden’s variety of dine and dash we gifted them to mourners small packets of zinnia’s seed extolling them as one of her favorites soil, water and sunshine all you need to sow and grow and watch the memories bloom
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 3:57 AM UTC
HER ZINNIAS
every year she cut the biggest and brightest keeping them in a brown bagged pantry to dry out reaching in to crumble them at season winnowing the chaff to wind like her mother and aunties before her back home in their island paradise a magical notion jostling seeds in slow motion looking like crests on the ocean neither too high nor too low broken petals fly free as seeds fall back of their own gravity the kids would come ‘round as projects kids do to watch and maybe try something new she would pass them an old melamine plate a small handful of crumblings to ply tossing and scooching to catch them again crimson reds and magentas lemony yellows monarch butterfly oranges violet and lavender purples crowning petals layered resembling elizabethan collars they caught the morning protected by snail and slug repellent people came from all around to admire her oversized zinnias occasionally picking one and running garden’s variety of dine and dash we gifted them to mourners small packets of zinnia’s seed extolling them as one of her favorites soil, water and sunshine all you need to sow and grow and watch the memories bloom
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del-maximo
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 3:57 AM UTC
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