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Winter Borscht

Papery translucent skins
layers of clothing discarded
exposing tender white
onion flesh
now sliced with a knife
for our winter borscht

I remember the argument
we had in the spring
about how many bulb sets
were bought at the Amish
greenhouse and planted
in our garden plot

Now I sit here pondering
how carrot peelings
onion skins and conflict
become composted organic
matter in the fertile soil
of our life together

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