Poetry 11/2/25

Pickled Onion


I love to cut onions

I love to eat onions

I love to cry


Yesterday

I did just that

but

accidently

 cut a knuckle in the process.

I felt terrible

my tears became real.


I love to cut onions

Not myself


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Stepclaw

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This is really well written!
I like the comparison of crying and cutting, as cutting onions generally makes one cry, but also the bit where cutting oneself makes one cry. Very interesting.


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Thanks <3 I'm glad you liked it!

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