The Book of Difficult Fruit

against the beat of light
she stands 
trooper tall

a thrumming ladder 
for the prisms inside
the book
of difficult fruit

my eye let fall
these sachets of glitter
pain refracted 
a purple glow
such gentle edges

see how she stands 
to bruise / to bleed

the beat of light
plum gorgeous

Written in response to GoDogGoCafe’s prompt

Use “The Book of Difficult Fruit” as the title of a poem or integrate the words into the poem

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