when I was five I had my very own forbidden fruit
.strawberries. and whenever I ate them I became terribly ill
in my little tummy tummy
the little seeds tantalized me
like my very own little mr snake
on sundaes, in smoothies
or (favorite) naked dunked in sugar’
I was defenseless to their advances.
my little girl lips covered in sugar and
my mother said
‘you’ll be sick as a fish’
and I was
though I’d rather be litith than eve.