I slept with a man from Iceland
who had holes in his sheets
he said I pronounced Reykjavik "quite well"
he told me I was good at sex and was surprised by my tattoo
unusual
we lay tangled and staring at the ceiling until three in the afternoon
and when I left I saw photos of his girlfriend scattered about
Is she a model? I asked.
and he said sadly, yes.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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I could have sworn there was more to this story... no?
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