WHAT I DIDN'T SAY
What did your favorite author leave out of their book? What would they say if they could return to its pages?
When she tasted a Cuban banana, her eyes widened, her mouth puckered, she cocked her head and looked at the bowl, the tree, my face, back to the bowl and to the banana inside of it.
But what brought me low that day was not as simple as feeling my age, and the long stretch of years since I’d fallen for the place—it was returning in a way that was anything but picturesque.
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"Sometimes they unfurl in a perfect bubble, which pops, when the clock stops ticking, without any anguish at all."