Remember

Olivia Woods

Your apples were as savory as sunlight

I can’t remember the last time they seemed so sweet

The last time they were as red as roses

The last time they smelt so great

I fear there is nothing left here anymore

I can't remember how long I've been here

Or when the maggots came

I can’t remember when the taste had changed

From sweet to sour

When the rose color began to rot

When these sores appeared

I fear there is nothing left of me here

Only the husk of my body

The salt from my tears

And the maggots I've eaten

Trying to remember the taste 

More from Olivia Woods ↓

• @owibia_writes on Instagram, TikTok, and YouTube
• She is currently writing the first draft of her novel, What Remains Of Us.

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