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at the end of the night, Mary walked him to the door and grabbed his coat. she held it up for him to put on, but he stepped into it forward instead of backward and put both arms through the sleeves and wrapped them around her waist. she looked stunned. “you know,” he started, and…

Harry finally made it to Washington Square Park. Well, not finally. To Harry, a veteran New Yorker of 2 days, there was no “finally” in New York. It was an immortal landscape of activity. One thing after the other – you looked in any direction and there was something worth seeing. When you got to…

as the procession flies by and I pull out my chair turn it to the side and kick my legs out like a table in the street  and I glance over the railing at the sun-drenched condos as you ask “how much do you think they are?” and we guess at the prices down by the water“higher,” you say,…

In Palm Springs, we find out we are 2 miles outside the center of town. That, and the town is a hotspot for Pride. Lying on the bed, after having bought a cheap bottle of white wine from a cooler in the lobby, I sit and read ads in the guidebook: “Where men meet men…

NO STOP IT you yell as I pretend to throw the spider at you. I crouch down in the sand and pretend to cup it with my hands.  DONT YOU DARE! IT’S PROBABLY POISONOUS!  DEFINITELY poisonous, I say, look at it’s red butt. Just like a Black Widow.  I grab your arm as you’re tying…

you, holding a balloon and a bottle of brandy: “see what i got you? wow, such a good girlfriend.”  me: “such a good girlfriend. amazing thank you.”  you, upstairs as i give you the orchids and Reese’s: “aw that’s nice. i was hoping you wouldn’t get me anything so i could rub it in your…

you said you want an egg sandwich so i go to make you an egg sandwich, pulling out the only clean pan and imagining myself in front of a big flat top, slinging eggs across it like a skilled diner cook. i light the stove, put the pan on it, and still smell whatever it…

my footsteps are louder than i thought. they clunk clunk down the back way, and though i’ve already planned to do this, walk to the coffee shop without music, as i open the back door my right hand reaches reflexively for my headphones. already. i have to consciously pull it back. i step out from…

“there are people looking at us right now thinking ‘what a horrible date’ these two are having.” you laugh pretty hard. i laugh too.  “we’re just comfortable not saying anything.”  i lean into my hand. “yes that’s true.”  i look around at the unusually crowded scene. this place we normally come to for a nice…

she said she was starting a business – a peanut butter business – and it was going to be unlike other peanut butter because it was going to have glitter in it. edible glitter, of course… she was working with a food scientist. “he’s going to make it sparkle!” she said, and i thought of peanut butter…