Crop Mob Poetry

team

let’s join hands
across lands
tie our hair
in rubber bands

dig up soil
share our toil
compost
in wheelbarrows
pickaxes, pitchforks,
and shovels.

if these tools had eyes,
they’d stare at each other
asking,
“did I really do that?”

you see,
this tree’s
gonna grow

and we’re
gonna eat its
fruit

together.

-Nicole Strachan participated in Crop Mob for the first time at Ofuskee Farm. She helped plant a pecan tree.

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