Numb

The winter after, you notice she’s developed a habit at dinner.

 

Takes huge pinches

and sprinkles it like frosting on tiny spoonfuls.

 

You warn her that salt works like spice.

The more you put on,

the less you can taste.

 

She continues

 

piles a small Christmas

 

on her plate.

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