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Beautiful bramleys, round and squat, dimpled at the stalk. Bright green, waxy skin and crisp flesh. Their bitter juice oozes and drips as I cut them. Brown lines appear as the air hits the delicate whiteness inside. I drop them … Continue reading
They burst through the fence, rushing towards light and air. Spindly shoots extended, bright pink flowers drinking in the sun.
She blows at it in that small child way. Lips pursed forward, air rushing out in a cloud of spittle. Telling the time in one big blow, sending the seeds fluttering damply to the ground.
Cloudy with tiny air bubbles, the light sparkles as it refracts through clear liquid and thick glass. The bubbles rise and dissipate. What was magic becomes everyday.