Tuesday November 07, 2023
I undress in the kitchen. Long underwear peels from my skin. I sigh. I scratch my calves. Dry skin flakes off, blood beneath my nails. I look out the windows at stars in the sky. It’s early for night and the apartment is cold. I can raise the heat, but without someone here I’ll never be warm.
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