Eve to Her Daughter

My daughter, I wonder why it seems you are always reaching out for anything you shouldn't touch...yielding to the allurements of scuttling scorpions, slithering serpents, your father's hunting tools glowing in fire- light. And fire. Some incoherent desire prompts your grasping fearful fingers. Lately, when I see your innocent baby hands reaching toward a glowing ember, …

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