Apple
When observed from across the hallway,
it’s a heart on a plate. My roommate consumes
two hours to cut it: first in quarters,
then tenuous slices that find their vanishing
point on her tongue. She is a kitchen
inside the kitchen where there’s no place
to hide, no future but in thinning towards the core.
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