Mandorla
The flesh of the almond is sweet; its milk nourishes and sustains, and its oil brightens my skin. No two almonds are quite alike: the folds, the veins, make it its own. My grandfather had an almond shell, hinged together, and inside, a sprung spider: a delight from the second opening. You know, your almond and my peach share a few things in common; they’re…