And I went up the hill to class And I had a body
And I had my body And I had a whole
hike And I was out of breath And I panted
as if a man touched me And I was on my knees
going up the stairs And white bunnies
of dust stuck to me And what stuck to me
was the smell of another hole And I took
an apple And I rested it in me And I rested
And it was a round red in the light And bright
And from underneath the man I loved
held me down And pulled himself a slice
And the swift glare and ping of a pocketknife
from Hot with the Bad ThingsFind more by Lucia LoTempio at the library
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