Guava tree

Guava tree

A Poem by Ruby Isabel Sandoval

Guava tree
By the empty chicken coop
Peeking through a stack
Of rust eaten cages,
I push my palms to the trunk.
We remember Uncle Andy
Sitting under it, stitching up
The slashed belly of a
Quiet rooster, immersed
In the sweet stink of
Rotten guavas and chicken s**t,
Smashed together in the dirt.
Now, I pull a ripe Guava
From a hesitant branch
The tang of childhood
Runs sticky down my chin

© 2011 Ruby Isabel Sandoval


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Added on August 8, 2011
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Ruby Isabel Sandoval
Ruby Isabel Sandoval

Brookfield, IL



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