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Choosing Disappointment

It is Valentine’s Day, and I do something I’ve never done for a guy before. I cook dinner. That morning I’d gone to a wedding in a friend’s living room, but I’d picked out my silky blouse and skirt less for that important occasion and more with the tactophobe in mind. Maybe if I looked … Continue reading

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What does dancing get you?

“What time is your final exam?” my roommate asks, poking my shoulder. I open one eye. “Eight o’clock.” “It’s 8:30,” she says. I fly out of my top bunk after three hours of sleep. I pull on a sweater that is on the floor. My hair is matted and tangled. Sheets lines etch my face. … Continue reading

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Are you with him?

“Would you like to dance?” he says. I’m sitting in a country/western bar with my best friend, S., and my dad’s girlfriend. The man standing at our table is tall and lanky. He wears a plaid shirt, a wide silver belt buckle, dusty jeans, and cowboy boots. I assume he drives a pickup or a … Continue reading

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You Are Wasting Your Time

“I like you,” he said. “No, you don’t,” I said. “Why do you say that?” he asked, exasperated. He’d been trying for almost an hour to get me to agree to a date. “I just do.” “No, you don’t.” “You don’t know me!” He threw his arms up in the air. “I know I like … Continue reading

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What happens next?

My traveling companion pretended to be asleep. I stared out the train window and ran over all the things I should say when he bothered to look at me and how I ought to say them. Perhaps he pretended long enough to really fall asleep, but he kept his eyes closed for two hours. Not … Continue reading