Wholesale Poem by Salvatore Ala

Wholesale

After unloading trailers
we cut open the last watermelons
like they were green suns
filled with sweet water.

After loading trucks
with peaches for market
we picked a basket
of sunset for ourselves.

After carrying
cases of grapes,
I wore a crown of bees
and a sash of grape leaves.

After filling bins
with oranges
sunlight gushed forth
from the warehouse door.

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