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Eden, the Snake Doesn’t Lie to Itself, but Humans . . .

By Seth Kronick

“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.”

“We are our own devils; we drive ourselves out of our Edens.”

—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Eden took a trip, and

I never saw her again. I

lost her in the fall. She’s

okay, I dream she’s okay.

I never got the chance to

warn her about sin and its

affects on the world. That’s

what happens when you eat

strange fruit, you start

seeing things you’ve never

seen before.

Before you know it, there

will be weeds growing,

choking your beautiful

flowers; there will be cute

animals devoured by fierce

creatures; the light of

God will leave you in the

dark because of me.

If Jesus hadn’t cursed the fig

tree, O Eden, I would have

hid among its leaves.


Seth Kronick is a poet and journalist from Southern California. He currently writes for TrillMag! as a Creative Writing student at CSU, Long Beach. He is also a member of the Haiku Society of America.

Seth's poetry has appeared in journals such as Trash Panda, Frogpond, Poetry Pea, Vita Brevis Press Anthologies: "Brought to Sight and Swept Away" and "Nothing Divine Dies", as well as Papers Publishing among other publications.

You can find him online and on Instagram.


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