Too-ripe plums turned to mush in my purse
I took five swigs of Jack and I’m lusting after someone else
Acrylic nails makes texting a bother
It’s easier if I just disappear
On our third date, you said something sexist
I thrash in my sleep, I didn’t want to wake you
I can’t tell my brother’s hands apart from mine
There was a pile of Penguin Classics to be sorted
I was pulling on Spanks for the last day and a half
An ex asked me for coffee and I went
I don’t love you yet
My car broke down on Northwest Highway
My phone is glitching, I need to get it fixed
I’m a coward
I’m covered in stretch marks
I was afraid you’d snap me in half