she likes to talk about you.
i pretend not to care-
you change the subject
quickly and nervously,
like you're flicking
the pages of a magazine
with your narrow fingers
past the ads for pretty
asian girls with massive
insecurities and small
frames, past articles about
staying friends with your
ex-fuck. i can imagine
your eyes darting from
picture to paragraph
and back again. your
tongue teases the curve of
your lip, your fingers
flip the pages once more,
and finally you throw
the whole mess out of
your bedroom window.
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