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  • I watched the bride and groom making their way around the courtyard, hand-in-hand, stopping to laugh and toast with their guests at the end of the night. Sixteen years ago, I would have never thought that it would have…

  • My arm hanging loosely at my side, I leaned back on the door of my car and let my busted, scabbed knuckles brush against the back of Katie's hand as she stood beside me. She wrapped her fingers around mine, and let her…

  • I threw the bottle of 151 at the concrete wall of the building, watching it shatter into a dozen jagged pieces of exploding glass and liquor. I bellowed as loud as I could, the horrifying sound of my voice echoing thro…

  • I opened my eyes in a narrow squint and exhaled a deep breath. I was still drunk. Pushing my long, sweaty bangs out of my eyes, I stared down the alleyway at the street. The parking lot was empty now, and the strip …

  • This is a date?

    I turned my head and looked over Laura's bare shoulder at the table fifteen feet behind her, between two other couples dancing on the floor with us. A man, awkward looking and dressed well but uncomfortably -- as …

  • For the first time in four years, I'm spending a night alone. No girlfriend. No lover. No friend concerned about me keeping me company. For the first time in four years, instead of falling asleep next to a w…

  • I looked up from the stove, and smiled at Chieko and June sitting at the dining table and laughing together by the window ten feet away. My hands moved quickly now. Much more quickly than they did ten years ago. Stir…

  • I could feel the sweat forming on my cold, clammy hands. I was so nervous. You were my friend, I know. But I had never danced with a girl before. I'd only danced with a girl in my imagination, over and over again, ho…

  • My hand cushioned the back of Min Yi's head against theglass... ...my rough fingers reaching up and pushing through her fine threads ofsilky black hair as we stood in my dark apartment, facing each otherwith our b…

  • I kept looking back at the new girl. She sat there, alone, on her stage, legs folded across each other. She sat on the side stage, the one that was separated from the other four main stages. She sat there at the far…

  • People say a picture is worth a thousand words. It's because while words can excite the imagination, a picture stimulates the visual cortex and provides a much more clear understanding of the scene. The imagination…

  • As I held the white pinstriped shirt in my hands, I stared down at its stained collar and sighed. Erin's lipstick smear was still there, dark and seductive as the girl who had put it there, still as fresh as if her lip…

  • Are people who are Crazy in Love really crazy? In many cases, the behavior of a crazy person is not too far off from the behavior of a person suffering from love. In many cases, in fact, what may be seen as an act …

  • I opened my eyes, looking out into the night across the expansive lawn... ... that surrounded the East wing of Chieko's house, toward the northeast corner of the grounds of her grandparents' estate in the hills above t…

  • I close my eyes, and I see it again as if it were yesterday. In a time before. The rain fell that night, crashing to the ground as if the heavens themselves opened up and the angels wept, their tears blanketing my ent…

  • Is a person's past really ever in the past? When arelationship crosses the line and is no longer a casual relationship ofacquaintance, ideally we make a conscious decision to accept our lover as they are now, in a…

  • I opened my eyes. Itwas 4:13am. Staring across the length of this dark room, I squinted my eyes to discern the time from the red digits glowing in the blackness through my sleep-blurred vision. My aching head an…

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