suppressing our misgivings, we grabbed the plump scarlet fruit out of the hands of the tree it was a rule: do not fall victim to the tree in the garden of eve. however, the snake was a charmer playing the flute and coaxing me out into the world of temptation the apple, the craving me, the instrument the snake, the peer with many ways to pressure. inhaling the enticing scent, my stomach purred in anticipation. mouth meets red skin and yellow tinted flesh, mouth meets a three headed serpent hiding within the apple, who told me, "this is your fate." he took me as his dinner, and i came out in pocket-sized pieces.