he holds a bag of them. the blood oranges. it is the citrus time of year. pomegranate season was spoiled by the uncharacteristic early rains. die pomegranates.
he walks home with a bunch of green onions he bought for a dollar. chews on them for the spicy. he eats a mandarin. a cherimoya. a guava. the guava tastes buttery and has seeds. he swallows some of them and spits out others. the cherimoya seeds he spits all of them out. they are nice spitting seeds.
the universe wants people obsessed with it.
