Sunday, October 21, 2012


My high school friend has been following me
post-diplomas through junior college
and unto the travails of a transfer student
into the same university, when I’m doing
my MFA then she’s finishing up her undergrad.
She calls me to tell me that a grad student
is teaching her fiction workshop. She says
that he’s hot. She asks if I know him
and I say yes, he’s the master of miniature men.

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