And The Dish Ran Away With The Spoon

The dish ran away with the spoon. And over the years the dish became faded, with a stain and a chip on one side. She would catch her reflection in the cupboard window and worry that she was no longer vibrant enough for the spoon; that she had faded past the point of no return. The spoon came home one evening and the dish finally gathered her courage and told him how she felt. He looked at her, water-stains down his bent back, a smudge on one side. He said, “You have never been more beautiful.”

Sarah Allen

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