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Obscuring One's Light

By Heather HagyPublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
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She picked a peach for me

it was golden

ripe and ready


I ate a plum

its dark, bloody juice

flowed down my throat


I sucked greedily

a purple trickle running

from the corner of my mouth


Her face fell

she threw the peach

into the kitchen sink


It exploded


Carefully I removed

the pit of my plum

placed it among

the bright ruins of her gift


Like the moon upon the sun

it looked so dark

so wrong


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About the Creator

Heather Hagy

Stephen King fan (but not like Annie "I'm your #1 fan" Wilkes cuz I'm sane and she's not)

Horror/supernatural are my favorite writing genres

Wife to 1 and mom to 4 humans, 4 dogs, 6 cats, and a dragon

"Jaws" is the greatest movie ever

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  • The Invisible Writerabout a year ago

    Ohhhhh I liked this sooo much!

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