Apple

I thought I saw Eve this morning, in her true image; bare, human, creator.
She stared back at me with her protruding belly, providing breasts and clear mind. Her reflection was modern, no rippled water to skew her appearance. Eve touched the glass and circled the reflection of her belly button.

She would eat a thousand apples more if this was what punishment meant.

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