Vanitas Selfie and Poem

Vanitas Selfie and Poem

Vanitas-Selfie

The Banana

I used to sway content
In the warm sunlight
Listening to the whispers of the leaves

Wrenched from my brothers
Packed against strange bodies
In the dark.

A long journey
To somewhere alien
And savage

I saw the death
Skin ripped away
Don’t you hear the screams?

You picked me
From all the others
I was young and fresh and sweet.

But you were not hungry
Anymore.
And you forgot about me.


Yet watching you, I realize
I was not made
For your consumption.

It is only coincidence
That you enjoy my flesh.

Emily Kiehn