Great Love Stories, from Chekhov to Munro

--That’s a shitty attitude, Berman. You’re smarter than that.

The cold is coming

This might be the last warmest day of the year

Chilled butterfly wings

All beauty and refrigerator dishes

Nothing soft can come of this

I will make you warm

Wrap you in a sleeping bag

Take you to another

Oh that’s it

Just lift your legs

Warming up to anymore

Even the prison tattoos on your forearm move me, Natasha

So

I won’t verb today

Too

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None of this is sposedtoo

Make your own sense out of the

Puff muffins

Think with your brains

This’ll be okay

Honey, says my three year old daughter

You can do it.

She feels the anxious sweat trickle

Trying a black tie tying backwards

in a mirror

I found on the sidewalk.

We’re going to be a little late.