Another Use for Oranges

March 25, 2010 § Leave a comment


A gentleman in a pinstripe suit stood under the streetlight and sang a bizarre song about peeling oranges and disguising fingertips with the membranes. Something about the smell of blood and citrus. He muffled his song as I approached, turned his head away. His whispered lyrics seemed to be about a girl, the curve of her clavicle in moonlight.

He looked at his sneakers. They were covered in blood dried black and orange peels.

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