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My Tinder Date, Who Called Me by My Full-name,

by A.C. Dobell

didn’t say it like other people say it
with a playful hesitation at its unfamiliarity

in their mouths; it was one exhale,
four syllables rounded one small fire
in the night. I don’t use it often, Continue reading

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