Tomatoes

The tomatoes on the windowsill

are just beginning to turn red.

A neighbor picked them–

–plump and green–

and instructed me to wait until they were ripe.

Why they weren’t left on the vine

until their skin thinned into a ruby red hue

I don’t know.

I think my neighbor simply

likes reminiscing about her

friend who planted the vine

but did not live to see the harvest.

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