Here they come
chatting and gawking
touching and sniffing
pulling and binding
Next thing you know I’ll be in a pretentious basket
on display at some forced farmers market stand
naked and twisted
next to the purple basil
flowers still intact
Oh, the life of an “exotic” plant
Will it be the blades of your dull knife
or the char of your fancy grill that spells my demise?
Or will I just be forgotten in the bottom of your crisper
Another victim of on-trend seasonal shopping
When will my 15 minutes be over?
Please, I implore you, just go back
to your avocado toast
2 thoughts on “Season of the garlic scape”
Love this! Garlic personified is genius! Making want to eat some roasted garlic gloves right now. Always my go to!