BROWSE Columns
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Photograph by Anh Nguyen
Thompson Seedless Table Grapes:
They are cold. Their skins squeak.
They might be the scuba skins of dolphins
if dolphins grew on woody vines
and popped off from their belly buttons
out into the grape green sea.
Paula Reed Nancarrow is a Pushcart Prize- and Best of the Net- nominee, as well as a past winner of the Sixfold Poetry Prize. Recent poems have appeared in The Madrigal, Plainsongs, and The Southern Review. She lives in St. Paul, Minnesota. Find her at paulareednancarrow.com.
