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Poem – What it Feels Like

As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract It has lodged In my heart. There it lies Green & whole with a luscious red heart of its own daring me to cut.  Advertisements

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Posted in Alice Walker (9 February 1944 - / Eatonton Georgia) | Tagged , , | Leave a comment