onion raze "a lot of the chemicals that make you cry are in the core," she said. she was talking about onions and the effort to teach one of her younger relatives how to cut them without weeping. the blade her words made bit into me, and i thought: maybe i'm an onion too. a bulb at the base of a plant that swells when the sun kisses it just so. i couldn't kill my own kind. my eyes would give me away. 240120 what's it to you? who go blather from