The tuna smelled like guilt and metal and something I couldn’t name. I hovered over it anyway, ready to swallow the punishment I thought I’d earned. Shame does that—it makes poison look like justice. One text about leftovers shattered the story I’d been telling myself about failure, worth, and how much space I was allowed to ta… Continues…
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