I envy an orange

I envy an orange.

Not for its color or for its tartly sweet juices--

but for its tender prospects.

As a seed it blooms. A peel with

pores of nutricious spritz.

It knows to leave room for

segments.

It knows to put pulp on every

corner of every round edge

of every piece of fruit.

Weeks pass and hidden by the porous peel is a body,

of working pieces,

piecing together an

orange.

As a seed it knows exactly what to do,

as a fruit, how to live,

as a body, how to give.

And it didnt

ask for a textbook or nothing-

 

I envy an orange.

Reviews

[Rachel Koepke]

I thought that it ws quirky and silly. I really liked it. Do you really envy oranges. jk I like oranges. oh aand how do you review other peoples writings? ha ha
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