Monday, February 23, 2015

Blueberry Mike

The blueberry drop-off is at exactly 2 PM on the third Sunday of the month (unless it is switched to the fourth Sunday, like yesterday). We purchased five pounds ahead of time. Another woman, who arrived after we did, received four plain brown boxes. She must be the neighborhood supplier. We giggled the whole way home.

We made an appointment
To pick up blueberries
In a hotel parking lot
Three suburbs away.
We got there early,
Did not know exactly
What to look for,
What vehicle,
What part
Of the parking lot.
We did have a phone number
For Mike.
Blueberry Mike.
We found him.
He shook my beloved’s hand,
Gave him a plain brown box.
We drove away
Feeling like we had accomplished
A drug deal of sorts,
Clandestine even.
One plain brown box
Of frozen blueberries,
A wink and a nod,
The exchange was done.
We will do it again
Next month.

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