I make a run to the store.
a short hop. no list. just a gut
feeling
of needing something
sweet.
or salty, sort of like a kiss.
I stare at my phone.
no.
not that, I scroll. yes. this.
it's either, chocolate, or chips.
though I would prefer
the kiss.
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