Beets

With a complexion

beyond anything,

your chromatic dispersion

stains everything –

magenta paint from the soil womb.

What lurks beneath

your inconspicuous skin?

Oh, what grinds

against my tired hands!

It’s hard to believe your neighbors

were potato and parsnip,

carrot and rutabaga,

as I celebrate your sacrifice,

reborn in my dish

as a life-affirming

vortex of violet.

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