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CX Wang
We apple to earth in every ending
after "A Sweetening All Around Me as it Falls" by Jane Hirschfield
October sun scented of new apples
picked at their peak. I thought love
was simply that black seed in earth,
had only one purpose—growing — and
only one end— falling.
CX Wang is a writer and sociologist living between Berkeley and NYC. When not writing, she is likely trying to learn a new instrument or admiring her neighborhood birds.
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