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Lauren Michelle Finkle is an emerging writer and photographer from San Jose, California, where she resides with her dog Annie. Her work has appeared in Westwind, Bluing the Blade, and From Whispers to Roars. Lauren received her BA in English and creative writing at the University of California, Los Angeles.
Queering the Sonnet
That day that no one goes out for milk and
it’s just us women and some leftover fruit,
she makes me a baked apple and I feast
on its flesh, watching for seeds so my stomach
doesn’t grow a pink lady apple tree;
soon it’s everyday she bakes an apple,
all because one tired Sunday I said
I could taste her love in the stubborn stems.
The kitchen is red tile like chicken’s blood—
we stand and feed our husbands fresh melon,
and strawberries and oranges and pears;
it is only when they’re gone that she pulls
the apples from the cabinet and makes mine,
blushing at me like men weren’t the ones created first.
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