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so last night you, who know not a thing about me, not my name, my address, my favorite color, ask me to be your girlfriend. except you are so much cuter than that, in the way you say it. “are you seeing anyone else?” you randomly ask. that’s your lead-in. we’re lying, once again, on […]

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He says she’s guarded, that she’s got armor. But that doesn’t sound like her. Her words are more like . . . Poise.¬†And subterfuge. She’s perched in his windowsill, writing. The house is old. It’s early morning and there is spring snow falling, uncertain in its descent. She left the house early for coffee. “Lie […]