if I were a grapefruit,
would you trade me for an orange (which promises a sweeter time)?
I wouldn’t mind
I am content to sit
untouched in this basket of fruits,
citrus among citrus,
all bitter skins,
desensitized,
but baring the bravest colors and the full-toned beauty of their rotund forms
I will hide among them
I am hidden!
with
insides
uneaten
the radiant symmetry of my flesh is wrapped under darkness
I am alone inside, and lit from within
juices sparkling,
and seeping,
all aglow in the eternal night
I would soak in this tart and loving solitude forever
untouched
~ Leila Currah