• Abby Vandegrift

You Hold and Consume

Updated: Jun 19

You squirm in your seat as the knife pierces the skin.

The spray of fresh scent tickles our noses,

You squirm again.

Slowly, carefully, I slice off strips of pith and zest.

At last you hold the dripping globe and devour with an avalanche of juice dripping down your chin.

I stand back watching and admire your hunger.

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