THE PEACH TREES SMELL LIKE YOU

and I swear the wind sings your name to the trees.

God, why did Eve eat the fucking apple she could’ve starved herself

instead

some people believe woman was made from man

but my fist looks like a knot made from the tree

and my body bleeds in harmony

with the moon

and the earth is mother and

eve!

where were you when those fancy men wrote down the story of sin?

- L

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