in the kitchen he sliced honeydew into haphazard cubes leaving me to my own devices ordering metallic knife strikes on remaining ingredients and smiling with glee


Experimenting, Holding my hand above flame; Fire is still hot. Building the courage, Desensitize what is feared; Safe under control. Spices built the world of shame when flavor is lacking in thy culinary game

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