Bed
the smell of her breath hot
hard little breaths--her nose square, squinting, even in sleep
her foot damp against my leg--the toenail catches and drags
revulsion wells up in me
envy
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the smell of her breath hot hard little breaths--her nose square, squinting, even in sleep her foot damp against my leg--the toenail catches and drags revulsion wells up in me envy |
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