Poetry 9-24-2026

Y’all. I found this one and it made me blush. I honestly don’t remember the inspiration, but I must have been hungry.

Hunger

I daydreamed your long
and nimble fingers
spread me wide
pulling apart
the sections of sweet,
blood orange
and you
bit into my
bitter
soft rind
would that I
could be
feasted upon,
delectable
and delicate
taken with
such hungry,
thirsty care