I’ve taken a bite
crisp juice dribbled down
my chin
An answered prayer from the
heavenly hosts
a clasped hand closed tight
like a casket
Banished me
The ground churned toiled
and labor pains shoot up from
my hips flashes of lightening
of memories that survived
the flood
The fruit swallowed left to
decay in my tummy has gifted me
Wow! Very powerful descriptions in this piece.
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Thank you. Im so glad it wow’d you. šš
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It really did. Always keep writing and inspiring. ā¤
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