you take
one bite
out of each
apple
and leave it
on the table,
the counter,
the step.
you never
finish
anything, and
you have no
regret.
i'm not
amused. i'm not
impressed
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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