peaches
1.
i’ve been eatin’ peaches
lots of ‘em, the color of monarchs
bleeding their juice into me
floating down my riverthroat
hoping the fuzz will make me soft
softer than the smallest birds
2.
the south is a gleaming backbone
a brown porch where i can rest
3.
i hold on to the peach seeds
tree root stones, flowering hearts
i plant them deep under my ribcage
when this heart o’ mine gets skinny
my soil is smooth in the morning
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