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“Forbidden Fruit” A Poem by Shumon Jenkins ’18



a tiny seed,

the heart of a tree, and ironically

its offspring. You’ve taken many delicious forms,

pies, candy, slices, and juices. But I can’t help but love your

origin. That body has me memorized, a skin in every color, and

curves, that I can sink my teeth in. The touch of my lips on your


Juices swirl and ride my tongue, then slide down my throat.

Piece by piece. I want you. I need you. I take you.

Selfish, I know. But when your core shows,

I’ll swallow it whole. In the hopes,

your heart will help

me grow.

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