Wild Strawberry
I killed a strawberry today.
Barbarously licked its blood from my fingers.
I crushed its tender flesh
between my impatient teeth
and snapped the brittle seeds.
I rejoiced in its taste
in the torn sun-warmed skin
in the rich red sweetness.
Oh, look... another spot of red
cowering beneath a trembling leaf.
The hunt is on once more.
~Emily K
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