At the grocery store I fawn over pyramids of perfect oranges. I crawl beneath the dais, holding one in each hand & roll them over my fingers, gloating at their smooth luster & admiring the image of myself, a circus performer, juggling two copper comets as an audience sits charily awaiting a mistake. The people walk by, curtly making sly remarks;
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I prefer the freezers. I like to reach my warm little hand in & then pull it out. I've not gotten what i wanted. I have to wait until the door defrosts so i can see what i want. & then repeat.
I'm practicing for siberia.
v.
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& then i wanted one again.
it was always empty. they said, "begin at the beginning" but no-one listened.
(you're barred from siberia. no exile for the exiled.)
loves & never kisses,
k.
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O, i'm not lovable. I'm positively awful. & frigid.
v.
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mild & muh..motherly?..
..i'm running out of ems.
k.
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2- i did & you weren't on
3- i miss you (clumsily)
k.
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xo
- k.
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