Between Dreaming

Between Dreaming

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I lie.
I lay awake with a fig
in my belly. I am hungry
still for the lies
we tell each other.
Sweet fruit.
I lie
with whispers into your sleeping
ear. I plant
the seeds that grow
into orchards.

Header photograph © Jason D. Ramsey.

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