my insides tried to tell us you were not nutritious, to leave you, but i ignored them for three long years. the body always knows what’s good for it. — i emptied my bowels of the few morsels of boy i snacked on before, unhinged my jaw, and feasted on you. — silly me, i got food poisoning; developing a taste for rancid grub. i … Continue reading baby, i Starved for you