I take a melon baller to my heart and            scrape
out bits of you,           all rotted-under and   sickish sweet and
warm. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I weigh them in my fingertips,
spoonfuls and spoonfuls of    hopeful nights and
chattered teeth and    Â
dreams. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
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They say that rotted fruit can taste
the sweetest but          I blanche
with you at my lips, Â Â pressed tight with pallor and
forget-me-not.
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I can’t bring myself to taste.
Caitlin Featherstone-Priester is a writer, actor, and educator based in the Twin Cities. She holds a BA in English, Theatre Arts, and Education from Simpson College, and is the Director of Education at CLIMB Theatre. Her work explores LGBT+ issues, love, loss, trauma, and the cycle of abuse. For Gram.