Tomatoes, Tomatoes (Pt. 1)

 An Ode to Tomatoes – A poem by Pablo Neruda A tomato seed was one of the very first things I ever tried to plant. I think I was eating a burger and saved a bunch of tomato seeds from the tomato slice, or something, and just decided to see what happened when it went…

AN ODE TO TOMATOES

The street filled with tomatoes, midday, summer, light is halved like a tomato, its juice runs through the streets. In December, unabated, the tomato invades the kitchen, it enters at lunchtime, takes its ease on countertops, among glasses, butter dishes, blue saltcellars. It sheds its own light, benign majesty. Unfortunately, we must murder it: the…