January 2011
5 posts
Connubial by Stephen Dunn
Because with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I’ve mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.
things on my floor
smarties with faces
hair. lots of it.
money
straws
lighter safety
eye drops
broken lollipops
tea
crayons
GLITTER
