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Musings on a Bowl of Coriander

Obsessions I didn’t know I had Surfaced in a bowl of coriander. Compulsion to pluck each seed From every stem.  Right now. I’m not like this, really. Just a few more. Rolling the seeds in your fingers. Clink, clink, clink. … Continue reading

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