Gluttony

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My memories
of you
are bittersweet now,
like the punch
of green apples
hitting
the back
of my tongue.
I gnash my teeth
against
their bite
and tear them
open
until the sweet
syrup of you
drips down
my throat,
and I
swallow
what used to be
us.

© Nicole Lyons 2016

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