Sunday Stories: “Cinnamon From Pakistan”

Cinnamon From Pakistan
by Francis Sanzaro

Spices are nature’s tantra, Caitlynn would say.

On a typical Sunday morning, Caitlynn, naked and barefoot, would tip-toe around their kitchen floor. She would dab fennel pollen or crushed fenugreek on her chest, then wait for Jon to take notice and lick it off, which he did, and which she would pretend to be bothered by, but wasn’t really.

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