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Mabon by Danielle Marie Cahill


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Mabon Danielle Marie Cahill We choose three glowing apples in the greengrocerand take them home: one for each of us,polished scarlet.I slice them horizontally, so when I open the fleshyou both see the pattern of seed stars in the centre.A gasp,and you reach out with curious hands to touch them,picking out the pips with pointed fingers.You create celestial shapes on the tabletop,arguing over one stray seed although it is mine.We bite into the fruit, careful to leave behind the Pleiades: joyful sisters shining in the core.They hold us enraptured in Mabon sweetness.

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