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Jun 2011
I swear, I just love peaches.
I love the way they feel in my hand,
tender and furry.
I ate one today, ya know.
I just let the juices dribble down
my chin and into the creases of my neck
so that I got all sticky
but I didn't even wipe it off.
Them sticky juices
reminded me of this one time,
Remember?
That one time when me and you
were little and we were sitting
on the curb eatin' peaches and
laughing at the ants crawlin' between our toes.
Yesterday, I had an ant crawl on my toe.
But I just killed it.
Ruby Flynn
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