Morning Fruit


You peel me in the morning,
A salty fruit of our invention,
You bisect me with your grubby fingers,
Smelling of cheap, musty soap and bootblack.

I’m the half-dressed one in Kelly green Jockey shorts and a white shirt,
On the edge of the bed, picking out my tie.
And you, in grey wool dress pants and a blue shirt,
The shirt that I embroidered “morning head” on the cuff,
Straightening your tie while looking at me,
I am sprouting sweet and wet and salt and hard,
Under your gaze.

We are getting ready to go to shule on a Saturday morning,
You see me hesitate over the black tie with the blue chickens,
My hand pink and clean,
Nails trimmed short,
My thumb ring gleaming and age spots a tawny brown,
I touch the black silks lightly,
Choosing my tie.

Your fingers move forward,
Reaching for my fly,
Pulling knit to one side like a curtain,
Wrangling in,
I am open and waiting,
Ties dropped to the floor and forgotten,
Thighs spread like jam on toast,
Sticky and you find your way in,
I am the salty fruit you peel open,
Your fingers, the sweetest knife.

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About Avery Cassell

Avery Cassell is a genderqueer San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran. They live with their Maine Coon cat, Lulu, and bake yeasted waffles every Sunday morning. Behrouz Gets Lucky is their first novel. You can find their erotic short stories sprinkled in various anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 and Sex Still Spoken Here. Avery is currently working on a book of more of Behrouz and Lucky's shenanigans, a memoir, and an illustrated early reader children's book about a eight year old transgender boy and his family.
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