Academic journal article TriQuarterly

Leaf Confetti

Academic journal article TriQuarterly

Leaf Confetti

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When Mama sends Noel and Precious a bush to look some pumpkin, scallion, lettuce, they come home late (din-din already cook) pushing clothes with leaf confetti and crackling with some kickup rumpus.

Whoi, says Mama, the party mustn' fine - come tell me where it keep, make me go join.

And the two stand stiff, curling opposite way, and everything to say that they may not even know one another, as if flicking and scraping could soon pop off the burrs and brambles smeared in constellations on their backs, (Ursa Minor clustered on the zodiac) - they bring up shoulders and firm up muscles slackened in a starry burst of blossoms.

She: No, you know, it was reaping all this time. Yes, me palm jackfruit and feel up ripe custy and me fingers run 'pon negro yam. As for riot, berries squeezed and sap sublime was the only kind of jam. And the only jump-up was when bamboo wrap round logwood crown and fan up and down like how fingers form visor 'pon forehead and salute sunlight. And when we slipped near-side gully (this dirt is from that - our only tumble down) we were 'fraid cause spirits weave between trees and rustle hard so 'pon the breeze that I turn to prayer when I cupped my hands to catch so what him pitch no fall 'pon land. …

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