girl 1080 1080 Emily Norton
i find an envelope of my baby hair and i've never seen anything blonder ripe i wake up girl as if that's the only option as if you'd let me be anything other than fruit ready for harvest probably peach or mango or melon something that gushes when it softens split recklessly with a knife i like the way a peeled blood orange stains my hands red how its meat feels like my insides spilling onto themselves how sweet really means anything but home i wake up ready grown into woman before anyone asks if i want to before i can tell them i have already made plans for the day when i find an envelope of my baby hair i remeber the word girl how soft it feels until it's bleeding alternatively/ i'm the knife

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