Lindy Biller

Lindy Biller grew up in Metro Detroit and now lives in Wisconsin. Her fiction has recently appeared at Okay Donkey, SmokeLong Quarterly, and Heavy Feather Review. Find her on Twitter at @lindymbiller.

HUNGER PAINS by Lindy Biller

Eating nacho-flavored cauliflower chips is like eating the crisp skeletons of dead leaves. Still, there are far worse things I could be doing with my mouth. I sit at a drop-leaf table, grinding the so-called chips between my teeth, and you streak around our apartment, rabbit-like. You’re terrible at acting cool, aloof, whatever you want to call it, and I will always love this about you. You are tender to the bone. “Why am I doing this, what if I fuck the whole thing up?” you say, although you’re not really asking. I stand up, ignoring the subtle aftertaste of…

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