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?
That must have been SOME FRUIT!
ReplyDeleteFunny... you thought about food, too! Great piece, Miss Jenny!
ReplyDeleteROFL! I loved this! :)
ReplyDeleteHa! Ha! Too funny- and I think your getting "naked" happened in the middle of your apple-grabbing frenzy!
ReplyDeleteI could probably do that with green apples if they weren't so tart! That's the thing that stops me.
ReplyDeleteI 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....
ReplyDeleteWhen I first saw the photo, I wondered if it was a sin to pluck your eyebrows back then.
Great "Eve" piece!
ReplyDeleteAh, the age-old question...
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Hahahaha! Love the frankness.
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