Adoring grapefruit when I was a kid,
I ate them fresh or, older, drink their juice
alone or mixed with vodka. Hormones rid
me of my appetite for pamplemousse,
amid and after my last pregnancy.
And right about when thirst for it returned,
I took in fruity facts and tried to be
a body which preferred that fat be burned.

I don’t eat fruit as often nowadays
(although I’m known to overdo the peach
and nectarine in August), but I praise
my brother’s Texas online purchase. Each
enormous Ruby Red’s got perfect taste,
and I won’t let a section go to waste.

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