Stuck in the Big Apple

Mara Eastern’s Poetry 101 Rehab
Prompt: Skin


“Stuck in the Big Apple”
by Elizabeth Bennefeld

Stuck in the big apple,
chewing my way toward
warm skin, a way out
into a broader world than this.
A world with light and movement
beyond the muffled sounds
of solitary chewing
in the core of my cradle,
this sweet prison.

Writing prompt: “I’d been stuck found in the big apple in the course of every one of the environments.” [First sentence of a piece of spam trapped by Akismet.]

“Stuck in the Big Apple”. Copyright © 2014-03-27, by Liz Bennefeld.

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