Thursday, July 10, 2008

Looking Forward to Looking Back

by Ari Collins

The T wasn’t running anymore when I finally gave up arguing your break-up rationales. One last sleepover meant maybe a noisy goodbye fuck, but I got instead noisy snores. I was trying to spoon your greater height/length when pre-nostalgia hit me. I already missed all your little habits. I missed even your snores.

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