Three Knaves
writing good makes writing bad
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Jugalbandi
on an airplane,
high over southern Nevada,
the new lovers,
without terms of endearment,
created a ritual.
"I love you," he said.
"I hope you choke," she said.
they both smiled,
as dopamine and oxytocin
filled their parentheses.
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