we never cooked together.
our dietary needs were so different.
me with
my butter and bread,
red meat
and milk.
all the thing that will eventually
kill me.
and her with an egg,
a slice of north atlantic salmon.
lettuce. a single grape.
all of which, because it was so
few
in calories
would kill her as well.
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