Valentine

• Not a red rose or a satin heart. I give you an onion.
• It is a moon wrapped in brown paper. It promises light like the careful undressing of love.
• It will blind you with tears like a lover. It will make your reflection a wobbling photo of grief.
• I am trying to be truthful. Not a cute card or a kissogram. I give you an onion.
• Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips, possessive and faithful as we are, for as long as we are.