Crying Over Crushed Fruit
Tuesday, July 31st, 2007Hi. I’m the girl who made your bus ride home smell of peaches. If you got closer, you’d note I also smelled of strawberries. I’m the girl who’s trying not to let her new commute eat her soul or her farmers’ market produce. If you could hear me, I’m now slurping a therapeutic smooshed strawberry [...]


