what’s something that feels sacred, but isn’t?

The long smooth slice down the body of the pomegranate, and how I always do five of these in even measure. How the pom breaks open in my palms and the jewels clank into the bowl. How the arils burst stain onto my fingers. The slow, steady work of this. The way a fruit like […]

what’s something that feels sacred, but isn’t?

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