i lost my gold earrings.

I look at my bare ears in the mirror. I watch, not moving my eyes, as she takes a folded paper square off the bureau and peels back the tin foil, the silver sheen

of a fish.

She eats exactly 3 pieces of dark, very bitter chocolate.

and tries to acquaint herself with the loss.

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