lick
raze
she
leaned
over
and
scribbled
out
the
month
of
the
date
i'd
written
down
,
so
i
slashed
out
a
line
on
the
palm
of
her
hand
with
my
pink
pen
,
because
pink
is
the
colour
of
revenge
when
someone
ruins
what
you've
done
in
the
top
right
corner
of
a
page
.
she
was
angry
until
i
told
her
she
could
lick
a
finger
on
her
other
hand
and
rub
it
against
the
pink
line
and
the
ink
would
fade
,
and
she
lost
herself
in
the
thrill
of
making
her
skin
a
wet
erase
board
,
smiling
as
she
licked
away
my
impulsive
act
and
anything
else
it
might
have
led
to
.
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