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Paige Allen

17 Dec Paige Allen

Posted at 18:55h in Prose by Ashley Opheim

BACKYARD SANCTUARY

I have been thinking about plants.

I read that they can feel you eating them, but they don’t give a fuck abt it. I want to be a nice green viney plant or a very small cactus and have everyone I know take little bites from me until I am just a wispy root system reaching down toward colder dirt n rocks, dangling into a central Florida limestone cavern right underneath Disney World, or wherever I guess.

I feel myself being eaten and it is sort of uncomfortable but

it’s nice to be touched.

Paige Allen writes on her work laptop in Upstate, NY and posts things to peachapl.tumblr.com. Paige is 24 years old and in love for the first time.

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