but I LIKE my bread to soak in the jelleh.
and here is a wrinkled up paper bag.
It's been dropped a few times on the way to the School Bus, and crushed under a book in my desk, and there's a wet corner from one of the grapes that escaped it's baggie, and popped.... and in there with the grape, the main course....also contained by the old kind of sangwhich baggie. The kind that didn't zip... it just had a flap that you could fold over... and when you took out your PB&J, that Wonder Bread was mottled purple.... and when you bit in, a blop would blop out the side and make your chin sticky. Now let's go play stick ball.
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There's a Shadow just behind me. Shrouding every step I take. Making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. _tool
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