Food Poetry: “Segments of an Orange” by Jen Karetnick

Segments of an Orange How can I rest? How can I be content when there is still that odor in the world? — Louise Gluck   Hours before she died, my grandmother sucked dry three segments of a navel orange and, claiming her appetite had a short range, hooked out the pulp with her finger,… Continue reading Food Poetry: “Segments of an Orange” by Jen Karetnick