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THE ACT OF EATING AN ORANGE

  • 7 days ago
  • 1 min read

By Jim Gill




The hue of the skin, the scent, the

heaviness hefted in the hand will indicate

whether it is ripe and ready to

 

consume. The innards, the fleshy parts within,

are not so easily revealed, it takes a dedicated

thumb, or knife, to part the skin and

 

flesh. Some take an anatomical approach,

dissect segments symmetrically, while

others choose to rip and tear with no attention to

 

the art. Some suck juice vampire-like,

pick the pith from between their teeth, though

some simply prefer to chew the guts. Whichever

 

way you choose the outcome is the same: The

evidence left on your lips, a blood-like stickiness. A

remnant beneath your fingernail. A handful of skin. A

memory, of sweetness edged with bitterness.





 
 

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