Mesclun

being raised italian growing up green not knowing what a name meant just agreeing familia so there was my aunt Romaine completely sane but having the ability to be quite silly and even now thoughts of her give me a smile and usually a laugh after years of happiness never unlasting or ever passing for time will always be hers for death doesn't lose any of memories' minutes like the time she arrived from the grocer never knowing or ever suspecting at the suggestion that there ever was any other lettuce for in her warmth she'd never have been named ice berg