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At the Bus Stop


Katrina Green


relationships, infidelity, connection

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Morgan said the holes will be patched in the fall. As in I would get over him. We were eating lunch and there was a crumb on the outside of his left hand below his pinky. "A bolt of lightning-perhaps Navajo-symbolic, perhaps classic comic-book-seems to bridge both worlds ," he said. I am a comic book and he's really not a fat pseudo tribal whatnot. I couldn't even bother myself to think of the proper word. His vocabulary was tiresome. I watched the tight skin, like plum vinyl, across his lips. I imagined a storm with earthquakes. A waiter in soft leather shoes came up with the check.