It's poetry Friday, sez Maggie, over at Mind Moss. Sounds like fun. Today's word is juice.
It’s cold out
I awake tired and cranky
Impatient for coffee
I watch her rip into the new day
As if into a summer orange
Juice glistening on her fingers
Running in bright rivulets down her cheeks
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