Apple carts just move stuff around, Friend. 🙂 ❤
“And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart:
Your seeds shall live in my body,
And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,
And your fragrance shall be my breath,
And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.”
A yawn? A sigh?
A snort or hrrumph?
Or is it the roar and fury of towering indifference?
Dedicated to the memory of Yaz’min Shancez