Prickly Pear,
Peyote,
Parodia.
Harsh pricks from plants that should promise her protection, but instead.
Just like the succulents, she has to bare such a strong spine.
Significantly small and simultaneously severe, she still stifles her cries.
Like the water filling an old cactus,
She’s brimming with the floods of broken promises,
Always used for what’s on the inside
By the ceaseless nomads that steadily come and go, but never stay.
Parodia,
Peyote,
Prickly Pear.
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