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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