Lines and stanzas

Thinking about line and stanza breaks, especially as described in our textbook, revise this prose into a poem. Add punctuation and capitalization to clarify meaning.

Peaches as orange as sandstone white snow-covered mountains behind them soft fuzzy cold still on the branch long after they should have dropped they smell fresh not rotten more than safe to eat delicious I cup one in my hand the size and weight of a baseball and I am a fortunate woman bright brass fishing lure smooth and bloody sharp metal the cold of gold and guts strewn thin the shape of what you would hook hunt shallow divots pretending to be scales you smell like pennies and taste like betrayal barely a tool not a temptation for me and I am a fortunate woman

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