I think we begin whole
A peach on a tree
But the falls
And the bugs
And the sun
Our wholes until
We are by Winter
a husk of what we once were

by Heather Killough-Walden

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One Response to Seasoned

  1. Mary says:

    Or just different – and closer to the seed in our core. And along the way we nourished other creatures as well as the land we came from. Still, thank the fairies human skin is tougher than peach skin.