An Apple Shared at the End of the World

an apple shared at the end of the world

we watched the world end from the top of skyscrapers 

as the stars set the sea aflame 

as highways gave way to yawning mouths 

as kudzu devoured what was left of our neighborhoods 

and you pulled out the last apple from your pocket 

and i pulled out my father's knife 

to peel it the way my mother does —

the sharp edge away from me —

and gave you every other piece 

so we could share this last sweetness 

while life went on to leave us 

behind. 

elise.writer

VT

15 years old

yejunee

FL

18 years old

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September 2023

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