Gros Ventre Borborygmus
3.4.06
the fifth time you've noticed I'm barefoot in broken glass
V.
I dropped it. it shattered.
a web of crackling glass
exploding across the ceramic tiles.
I stood. shocked. sorry.
he said it's okay. he always hated that thing anyway.
she said it's alright. she wanted a new one anyway.
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