Cherry Pitting

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Crimson, blood red, deep as the birth labors of our mothers, trillions throughout time, a swarm of human creel, tiny and minute against the vast ink oceans of universe, every great thrust of change, a whale swallowing us all. My fingers, pale and dripping with the depth of cherry-tart sweetness, slice tensile skin and rip […]

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