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From Universal Flowering: Sour-zesty, squinting into the sun, white linen shirt, stemware tipped inwards, afterglow, bright light symphony in all grins, all flourishes of pastel yellow fingertips yuzu-stained paper-thin cheery citrus, their physical comedy with the dumb joy of being fruit in a drying shed with 1976 dial-tone air fluorescents making even the lemon look holy buzzing hues a sour commercial jingle half-memorized, soft as chalk on the orange wood listening as the shapes symphonize back in prickly violins lets all envy their ancient formulas while the fruits rest under their own weight of being wanted for the wrong reasons which is the only way anything is ever wanted at all. Notes // Yuzu. Rhubarb. Apple Skin. White Chalk. Pencil Shavings. Musk