Up by the roadside
It is harvest time. Sacks of tomatoes are going to town with me each day and being set free.
Will there be okra? We have been having hot and afternoon thunderstorms.
The vegetable garden turned purple.
Black Turtle Beans are drying.
The roadside vegetable garden is going Goth with senescence already. Growth has come to a stop.
In the land where purple Ironweed blooms overhead.
Ironweed as tall as the 'Morning Light'.
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