Said the Lily Leaf to the Slug

Once you break soil,
open your mouth
like a guillotine.
I welcome my beheading.
Guide me through
your radula and pharynx.
In your esophagus,
leave me lingering.
You loveless slug
who craves fresh salt,
come, kiss me, your lily leaf.
Let me satisfy your appetite.

Author

  • Karagin Ruff is a poet and fiction writer from Council Bluffs, Iowa. She graduated from DePaul University with a BA in English Creative Writing. Karagin Ruff is currently serving as an SCI AmeriCorps Fellow in East Boston.

     

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