I make shit stir-fries
no matter how hard I try
Who do I think I'm kidding
when I chop things in the kitchen?
I am not
a real adult
at all.
(I stop the conversation mid-sentence to taste the stir-fry.
"Oh shit," I want to cry. "I've put too much sauce."
"I could have told you that from the first drizzle," he says gently.)
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