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Unexpected desire

December 18, 2009

It always took her bruises days to surface, sometimes so long that she thought she’d imagined the sore places under her fingers. They arose like leaves emerging from a river, blurry around the edges, dark at the centers. A new one arrived on her forearm four days after she’d last seen him, and she touched it with her tongue, tasting the unexpected salt of desire.

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