missing thumb: a quadrille

brennan-burling-251967

murderer. i am a
murderer of eight.
eight innocent

lives my hands
without green
thumbs have ended

the purple garden
of eight eggplants.
i was 15. since

then i’ve not
tried to get my fingers
dirty, afraid to be
a murderer for the

ninth time.

08.11.2020
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For dVerse How Does Your Garden Grow? dVerse Quadrille
I sadly have no green thumb, I badly wish I have.

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36 thoughts on “missing thumb: a quadrille

  1. Oh, this is so evocatively written. I feel this. I’m not a good gardener either. Legend has it that I do have green thumbs, but they look rotten and spoiled. Hmm…

    Anyway. Such a great poem and take on the prompt!

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