The Pomegranate
by Jenna Scandale
University of Delaware
Jenna Scandale is a junior at the University of Delaware studying English Education, and she is expecting to graduate in 2026. Writing has been a formative agent in her life, and she looks forward to sharing it with you all.
A messy process
The promise of crimson pleasure
Satiation the motivation
Its skin abrasive and tough
Its interior alluring and delicate
More often than not a hand to the orange or to the apple
Their flesh so readily available
Neither as delightful, but to be impatient is to be easily seduced
Time traded for convenience
Durability mistaken for callousness
Blame assigned to the nature of a thing
Anyhow the pomegranate stains,
Lingers
Does not go down softly
Even the kiwi, exotic, does not require so much attention
The pomegranate demands to be remembered– and, oh how you prefer to forget
Its meat the color of freshly bitten lips
Juice a red so deep like the first sip of wine, like bloodshed
Its spilled contents forming opaque pools on the table
Faced with your reflection now
What do you see?
What do you see?