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brownie, cooking, fiction, food, health, ice cream, judgement, life, photography, poetry, relationships, stories, writing
I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please :)). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome. This photograph has been reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr.
I thanked the waitress as she placed the brownie before me. My mother-in-law stared at it with pursed lips. The woman’s skin stretched over her petite frame, she was dry like a prune. I glanced at the ice cream as it began to melt, it hugged the brownie. “That looks,” my mother-in-law paused. “Creamy.” Heat flushed my cheeks and a nervous knot tightened in my stomach. I found it hard to keep my salivating tongue at bay. I wanted to eat the brownie but with my skeletal mother-in-law judging me I didn’t know if I could. “Hows the baby?” My in-law pried. “Still big?” The brownie was soaking up the cream like a sponge. A spark of anger energized my fingers. “Healthy,” I snapped and sunk my fork spitefully into the heart of my desert.
– Ermisenda Alvarez
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