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They have been gathering under apple trees since ancient times They reach with their ***** hands toward the apples They tear each one off The wormy ones The unripe ones The rotten ones Each one is good for them as long as the pick it themselves They sink their teeth into each one and then discard it Because who would want a bite-marked apple They pay no regard to the thorns that protect the apple tree They pay no regard to the bitter taste They have a right to the apples just as their ancestors had a right to them And when they sink their teeth into their next prey The pulp of the apple tree runs down their fingers mixing with the blood of sinners The blood of sinners who take what does not belong to them The blood of sinners who hurt those whose voices are not yet developed The blood of sinners who hurt those whose voices are already too old The blood of sinners who hurt those whose screams tear their eardrums The blood of sinners who hurt those whose screams are too quiet to hear The blood of sinners who hurt those who give life to others Because the apple tree is a woman, and the woman is an apple tree
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 1:23 PM UTC
Apple tree
They have been gathering under apple trees since ancient times They reach with their ***** hands toward the apples They tear each one off The wormy ones The unripe ones The rotten ones Each one is good for them as long as the pick it themselves They sink their teeth into each one and then discard it Because who would want a bite-marked apple They pay no regard to the thorns that protect the apple tree They pay no regard to the bitter taste They have a right to the apples just as their ancestors had a right to them And when they sink their teeth into their next prey The pulp of the apple tree runs down their fingers mixing with the blood of sinners The blood of sinners who take what does not belong to them The blood of sinners who hurt those whose voices are not yet developed The blood of sinners who hurt those whose voices are already too old The blood of sinners who hurt those whose screams tear their eardrums The blood of sinners who hurt those whose screams are too quiet to hear The blood of sinners who hurt those who give life to others Because the apple tree is a woman, and the woman is an apple tree
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 1:23 PM UTC
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