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“but standing in my living room, i imagine what it might fool like to be reckless. my breath catches at the thought of what would happen if i spilled a line of gasoline over all this evidence, from thirty-two all the way back to fifteen. the wreckage i’d cause if i dropped a match and let it burn.” maybe don’t ??

“the next day, a box arrives in the mail postmarked the day before he jumped from the bridge. inside i find polaroids, letters, cards, and photocopies of essays i write for his class, everything resting on a bed of yellowed cotton-the strawberry pajamas he bought for me the first time we slept together. there’s no note, but i need no explanation. it’s all the evidence, every last bit he had.” wtf bro no

“he traces road maps of blue veins on my skin, talks about how hungry i make him, that he’d eat me if he could. i wordlessly offer him my arm. go ahead. he gives it only a soft mouthed bite, but i would probably let him tear me apart. i’d let him do anything.” oh you’re joking.