split the fruit in half and rip it open, the tough pink skin peels back. mine the bloody gems from their shell, some freeze, others dye my mouth red. ripe seeds, full of sweet bitterness, burst with a satisfying crunch. with a tall glass of milk and a small spoon, i enjoy the fall treat.
persephone's juicy mistake blooms on my tongue.
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a/n: oops it's short again
also i'll be in washington d.c. but i'll try to actually post on time?
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Randomhappy spook month! i'm doing inktober, but writing instead of drawing cuz i can't draw anyway feel free to read