Delicious

The skin makes a funny sound as you pull it away from the flesh. Like slowly peeling tape off of a piece of wood. A splintery, ripping sound. It is very satisfying to hear. You can't wait to sink your teeth into the fresh meat, but you are patient. It is important for the skin to remain whole. Every time, keep it in one piece. It is disappointing when it comes off in bits and pieces, you immediately discard them. They aren't any good for play. You need the skin in one piece, untarnished except for your careful cuts from removing it. Finally, you have separated the skin and revealed the prize within. You eat slowly, gently tearing pieces away one by one. Liquid drips down your chin. You keep your eyes low, focused on your meager meal. It will be hours before you can eat again, and you want this feeling to last as long as possible. Before long, nothing is left of the remains but the skin. You carefully roll it back together, recreating the object of your desire, wishing it were full of delicious flesh once again, quietly thinking to yourself, goddamn, clementines are good.

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