Eve Remembering
I tore from a limb fruit that had lost its green.
My hands were warmed by the heat of an apple
Fire red and humming.
Day: September 25, 2019
pure acetylene
i made liking Sylvia Plath into a personality
i made liking Sylvia Plath into a personality
I tore from a limb fruit that had lost its green.
My hands were warmed by the heat of an apple
Fire red and humming.
pure acetylene 