She turned the next several pages and found a black-ink drawing on a slip of typing paper, a nude woman holding a round fruit to her mouth. Jess plucked it out and read the collector's tiny caption: D...
you are ever the only onei want to giveall the peachesin my heart tothe only one by whomi want them bruised.
Without thinking about what she was doing, she pulled blueberries from the icebox and peaches from the fruit bin.She might have only been seven years old, but she was smart enough to know that her mot...
All you have to do is ask, Peaches.
Ol' man Simon, planted a diamond. Grew hisself a garden the likes of none. Sprouts all growin' comin' up glowin' Fruit of jewels all shinin' in the sun. Colors of the rainbow. See the sun and the rain...
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
I am an expression of the divine, just like a peach is, just like a fish is.
Maybe that's what our friendship was. It was the feeling that we didn't have to speak or explain. We could sit in the darkness and watch the tadpoles just as easily as we could lie out in the heat and...