Anagoge by Allyson Page Dale


Anagoge

I came to them with a basket of peaches

—just as the aliens had asked for.

And the peaches were dreaming

for I rocked the peaches

because I loved the peaches

but I gave them up—

just like that.



Allyson Page Dale



Allyson Page Dale is a per course instructor, SEO-er, and bartender writing in the Midwest. Her work has appeared in Pembroke Magazine, Moon City Review, and Elder Mountain Review. You can find her on Twitter @dale_haha or Instagram @thehahapachamama.

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