There was once an orange that appeared on a child’s windowsill. Unexpected and foreign, they could smell the reek of it in their room. Their mother — and her mother, and her mother — claimed an allergy to oranges and all its cousins. They had never seen one in the flesh before then, and that […]
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To sit with myself
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