Forbidden Fruit

Have an apple my dear,

One bite and all your dreams will come true.

One bite. Dead.

Is my mother trying to kill me?

Cruelly she lets it lie,

A temptation

A reminder of my sin

The last time I gave in.

How repugnant my body appeared to me after.

I covered it for an eternity

So that no one could see my shame.

The snake!

Pushing me away from my paradise

Of ribs and hips and collar bones

And hollow cheeks, a concave form

The beauty she tries to steal for her own.

Each new apple is greener than the last

She is jealous, she is

Of my thinner body

And my fragile frame

But I will not break.