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Her eyes, opaquely glinting in the moonlight.
Again his mind felt overrun by the lapping waves of time.
This was a bad breakup.
It had taken years before their affair was truly over.
You had to really cultivate an ending.
The love that had protected him began to fall away.
The language that she spoke was no longer spoken anywhere on earth.
Where are you going?
The music sounded like fists beating at the wall.
This was a very important question.
It’s changing all the time.
You don’t want me to grow up.
There is so much about yourself that you do not recall.
I don’t think that’s really accurate, sir.
Ancestral superstitions still hovered over the islanders’ minds.
The secret depths her smile concealed.
Gone Fishin’
The bog crickets were doing a raspy ventriloquy of the stars.
You know nothing about her.
Do something crazy, stupid … .
She wouldn’t know where to begin.
It was a very young face.
Once he had a car, it would be no great challenge to sleep with a girl or a woman.
It’s unlikely that you’ve ever visited.
He had celery-green eyes.
It’s easy to let that happen.
Everything dissolves like sugar in water.
Where has she gone and what has she become?
She closes her eyes.
From inside the box, she screams.
I thought maybe it was him.
Was that too much?
I might know something.
Everything is far from here.
What if memory fails?
Flyers taped to the painted cinder-block walls.
She begins to laugh.
She wants to believe that’s true.
She has arrived, at least.
We’ll sleep, I said again.
The same song was still playing.
I need to slow down.
I was as happy in that moment as I had ever been.
It was terrible wine but it didn’t matter.
We were on a narrow street in the city center.
I just want to remember this forever.
Keep going. And watch your step.
Terrible, in fact.
She smiled nervously and made no reply.
Okay, you had your chance.

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