grapefruit raze i used to go about it the civilized way, cutting diagonal lines into the soft parts so i could scoop out what i wanted to make mine with a silver spoon and ease it into my mouth. then i stumbled onto a better path. here is how it's done: you carve the fruit into quadrants, palm each piece like a tangerine, and tear into tart tissue with your teeth until the nectar runs down your chin. you are an animal devouring life before it can consume you. leave shame's long shadow behind and lean into what's wild in you. 251229 ... ovenbird Half a century ago my mother sat in the dark of a movie theatre with her parents and sisters. They smuggled in their own snacks because my grandparents were not going to pay those prices for popcorn. When the lights were dim and everyone was licking their salty fingers, my Gidu reached into his pocket and produced a grapefruit. While the opening credits rolled he tore into the rind with his bare hands, and scented the air with citrus. He ate it unadorned, pulling each segment from the pith and while everyone else swallowed oily indulgences that could hardly be called food, he swallowed a tropical sunset. He tasted heat, sour and sharp, while the air conditioner chilled all the rest to the bone. 260805 what's it to you? who go blather from