Fat Bottom Girl Said What

When my ass talks, people listen.

Blight

 

peach

 

I am a spoiled peach

with a pit as my vascular organ

 

As my body has become softened with time

my heart has become hardened

 

Bruises and tearing of the skin

a tome of inner vulnerability and weakness

 

When did the rot set in

so much putrid pulp traveling my veins and arteries

 

If only they’d used kid gloves

when handling me

 

Now leave me beneath the tree to decompose in peace

lest I contaminate the ripening fruit

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Nacho Kind on said:

    Don’t let go of the fact that the pit holds the promise of new life, if given the proper nurturance and care.
    I can feel, through your words, a beautiful heart. Still beating. Only awaiting the recognition and acceptance that will allow it to permeate your spirit again.

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