This morning the large eye of his grapefruit stares up at him. He feels an emptiness, as if he will sink into it: the citrus sting, a sphere sliced in half, the sections crudely carved with a steak knife.
From “Eating Alone” by Krista Lukas
Contributors: C. Christine Fair, Gwendolyn Jensen, Rachel Laverdiere, Ziaul Moid Khan, Krista Lukas, Michael McGill, Robyn Ritchie, Leland Seese, Angelica Whitehorne
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