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bit by bit, little by little

there were times when she bit and chewed the inside of her elbow to spit the bits of flesh and the blood on her grandma but those times were over almost forgotten along with the teachings that her blood is poisoned because she was conceived with the wrong woman, meaning not the one grandmother intended for her father But today all those people were dead. Only father was alive He was all right. A hard working man, busy with life busy enough not to notice that his daughter is constantly sprinkling ashes in his food and coffee He’d almost consumed the contents of his mother’s urn there’s just a bit left

bit by bit, little by little

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