- Carly Feinman
Day 1 - 9.17.20
Updated: Sep 18, 2020
Future Fruit
It’s early still,
in the day, the year, but
the tomato plant's leaves
have been awake for some time--
watching, watching
the ash fall slowly
like strained breath.
Through the dusty window,
leaves reach like a child's hands
toward the sun, even now
through the thick smell of burning.
The green tips reach still,
as if they can see it,
that distant day when the sun
might kiss us each
on the head once again.