green i have seen

rain and gray outside i
pull the white down blanket form the dryer
and burrito myself inside
while talking on the phone
to shiz two time zones away
with whom i laugh about grapefruiting
and ask about isolation

gray cat curled in a charcoal-colored sweater-lined
medium size priority mail box
on the porch

the cinnamon smell of granola in the oven
curlie-q-ing out the oven door
into the kitchen
and out onto the porch

the greenest green i have ever seen
of the plantain and other plants mix
jennifer hunts, harvests, cleans and chops
swimming in a mason jar of everclear