Blood Orange

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teeth breaking flesh,
blood orange
juice bursting,
dripping down my chin,
wine-colored tear-stains
blossoming on my skin.

peeling,
bleeding,
feeling
freeing–

fragrant jelly-red blood cells
and bittersweet strips of endocarp
flaying from my bruised and ripened heart,
clotting, spilling seeds onto the ground
to sow and regenerate,
refresh and invigorate–
warm and pulpy flesh once more.