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she says she likes to be alone until she’s seated at a marble counter, pitting open a grapefruit and smiling fondly at its pinky-orange nectar, refrigerator hum echoing in the dimly empty house, she welcomes the acidic trickle seeping into her day-old papercuts, her slurps rudely remind her that she is human and cannot become unhinged because bones are nothing if not persistent
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Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 5:16 PM UTC
for lonely nights
she says she likes to be alone until she’s seated at a marble counter, pitting open a grapefruit and smiling fondly at its pinky-orange nectar, refrigerator hum echoing in the dimly empty house, she welcomes the acidic trickle seeping into her day-old papercuts, her slurps rudely remind her that she is human and cannot become unhinged because bones are nothing if not persistent
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Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 5:16 PM UTC
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