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Fruits
03:31
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We carry three pears, golden in sugar
Young and green cupped in the palms of our hands
We take a walk among carrot flowers
Rained last night and the lambs’ ears are damp
Last night I listened to you shower
Cold and sweet in the water from the well
We took a walk by the old water tower
Rain like a second shower as it fell
Slicing apples on the kitchen table
Knife is flashing warm inside your hand
I’ll listen to you tell another fable
Tell me the wolf and let me be the lamb
We carry peaches, soft and shining yellow
Soft as your skin felt warm under my hands
We’ll wake in white sheets soaking in tomorrow
We’ll find a green moth dancing in the lamp
Turn the lamp out, we don’t need it tonight
Darkness is silence I know you understand
Turn me like a key and feel my ribs con-
tract and hold me, a moth inside your hands
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Tangerine
01:53
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Don’t call me apricot
Even though I know you
Think that I have some strange
Hardness inside
Don’t call me astronaut
Even though swimming was
Playing with gravity
In chemical skies
I liked the pool cause it cradled the weight of the water
I just hated the swimsuits I hated to see all the bodies
Don’t call me mystery
Even though I said I
Like people better when
They don’t try to know me
And don’t call me tangerine
Even though that’s what you
Took to unwrapping
On nights you got lonely
I hated your house cause I hated to see you were human
I just liked the kitchen where I could play cards with your roommate
And I hated the bedroom you tried to pass off as our secret
I hated that there was no lock on the door cause
I felt like somebody was watching me sleeping
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Lily Porter Wright Providence, Rhode Island
Rhode Island-based singer-songwriter
photo by Anne-Marie Kildron
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