July 31, 2017

“In the dark, the man and I sat at the dinner table with a perfectly molded green gelatin quivering between us. The gelatin was a thing of beauty. At certain angles, I saw the man through it and he saw me. We did not cut the gelatin. We did not want to eat it. We only sat it down and pretended we were happy…”

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