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“The eggs expire. The towel still smells like you. And love, it doesn’t leave: it rots gently in the fridge, beneath all the things I thought we’d share again.” — Maimoona Abidi
The eggs expire.
The towel still smells like you.
And love,
it doesn’t leave: it rots gently in the fridge,
beneath all the things
I thought we’d share again.