Thompson Seedless Table Grapes: They are cold. Their skins squeak. They might be the scuba skins of dolphins if dolphins grew on woody vines and popped off from their belly buttons out into the grape green sea.
Paula Reed Nancarrow is a Pushcart Prize- and Best of the Net- nominee, as well as a past winner of the Sixfold Poetry Prize. Recent poems have appeared in The Madrigal, Plainsongs, and The Southern Review. She lives in St. Paul, Minnesota. Find her at paulareednancarrow.com.
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