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The Bluer The Berries – Sabrina Pinthiere

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Kiss of strawberry, a thug,

yet like nectar to me—

at least in the beginning.

Hint of raspberry,

pizzazz and dazzle,

every inch of him.

A phase of cranberry

completely convinced me

that he was good for me.

Strawberries turn to raspberries

Raspberries into cran—

it could no longer be

he without me

as he drowned

in my cherry sea.

But then

berries became bitter,

sour, acidic,

memories of what were

ripe and luscious

became daily crutches.

“Maybe he will change.”

But oh,

the only changes were

Straw, rasp and cranberries

turning into black and blue berries

staining my toffee-colored skin.
 
 
Sabrina Pinthiere is a poet and the mom of two amazing children, four year old, Knowlan Cazimir, and his one year old brother, Corey Ahmir. The twenty-eight year old, who comes from a proud Haitian household, is currently working as a lead teacher at private day care center. When she has time, she loves to play with words and holds an English Degree with a concentration in creative writing from Bloomfield College.

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