Blood Cheese

Every time I try to use my Ikea cheese slicer I end up sinking the blade into the fleshy pad of my thumb. I’m growing accustomed to the sprinkling of my plasma on the perfectly even, gossamer slices of jarlsberg. If I ever do get the hang of the malignant tool, will I miss that? Will I… crave it?

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