Love Letters and Candy Hearts, Part III
The other night I sat waiting in a coffee shop for a friend. The tables in this particular shop are
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The other night I sat waiting in a coffee shop for a friend. The tables in this particular shop are
All you need is love, food, water, maybe aspirin as you clutch your head between sweaty palms, too nervous to
I love Love, its strangeness, its capability to stretch, expand, burst. Love plummets, dives, floats—sometimes, dotes, speaking in foreign tongues
My Valentine’s Day for this year will be quick, painless, and without romance. My day will start at 7 a.m.
You’ve heard it before: If you love something, set it free; and if it doesn’t come back, you may as
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I do not love the way you lie.—Me, on not wanting to burn like Rihanna In four days (and some
So this next, and final, portion of the Skeleton Selection (and if you are interested, Part I and Part II)
As I write this, I’m sitting on a train. It is 10:28 p.m. The dark is speckled with house lights
I can now refer to 2010 as last year and part of me is upset by this. I liked 2010.
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In the past week, I’ve driven too much: Massachusetts to Connecticut. Connecticut to Maryland. Maryland to Florida. And once I