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“What’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me.”

— K.A. Tucker

The Waiting

The impatience fermenting in my fingers deoxygenates my frayed mind, yet I smoke a cigarette to clear the stagnant air. Then I play with chopsticks to pick up a pearl, but it rolls off to the oyster it quickened from. I change clothes to find my statement piece, but a fancy hotel is the wrong place to toss dirty underwear in after lying to strangers and making love in the hallways. I long for a callback, but the seconds keep stripping my will, the only thing I will write down on these napkins, with lipstick, inevitably. --Elda Mengisto

Heart shaped cakes

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