Drinking the Guava 

A poem by Joan E. Bauer

 Ever since I was a kid,my mother has been handing mecups of weird juice concoctions  that I will do almost anythingnot to drink. This has something to dowith her being Sicilian and having a garden with 14 fig, 5 persimmon,6 guava trees…

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