The sweet tartness was complex on my tongue.
…big, elegant flavor with a hint of minerals and unctuous
fruitiness.
The crisp flamboyance made me take another bite.
Juicy flesh dribbled down my face and I wiped it away with
my grubby hand.
Hidden by the arch of verdant green, I greedily grabbed more.
I was alone.
I gorged until suddenly a cramp seized me tightly around the
gut.
Moaning in pain, I fell to the earth.
I glanced at the stones bruising my flesh.
I was naked.
Apple cores littered the dusty ground around me.
When did I get naked?
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9 comments:
That must have been SOME FRUIT!
Funny... you thought about food, too! Great piece, Miss Jenny!
ROFL! I loved this! :)
Ha! Ha! Too funny- and I think your getting "naked" happened in the middle of your apple-grabbing frenzy!
I could probably do that with green apples if they weren't so tart! That's the thing that stops me.
I do like my bananas more on the green side. When they're overripe, they're just nasty.
That was darn funny Jenny! I've wondered how I ended up that way myself a few times. Back in the day that is....
When I first saw the photo, I wondered if it was a sin to pluck your eyebrows back then.
Great "Eve" piece!
Ah, the age-old question...
;)
Hahahaha! Love the frankness.
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