chicago is raining.
my lips are swollen and blistery-hived from eating mango right from the skin.
i didn't even know i was allergic.
i said "what are all these mosquito bites on my shoulder and the back of my arms and behind this one knee?"
then alex said "there are no mosquitos in chicago."
so i thought i was allergic to his couch from salvation army.
but then i woke up short of breath and with a mouth like angelina jolie's.
"that is not contact dermatitis," said my mother. "it is from something you've ingested."
mango.
too bad mangos are so delicious.
except maybe not as good as breastmilk...?:
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