grapefruit season

I cannot eat a grapefruit
without thinking of you
and feeling compelled
to document the fact
that I always think of you
while eating grapefruit.

Now it’s almost winter
and I cannot feel warm
despite always wearing my
scratchy sweater, but at least
I have warm memories of you,
as winter is grapefruit season.

Poem #27 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans.