One Left Poem by Sasha Alemanni
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One Left
Ripe peach,
With a cool fuzz
And urgent, sweet insides;
Blatant slurps of self-forgetting.
Want one?
Thursday, February 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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8/28/2026 7:42:10 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Sounds delicious and palatable. Lovely poem nicely brought forth with conviction. Thanks for sharing Sasha.