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Spadina Literary Review  —  edition 28 page 11

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by Marshall Gu

I am getting dressed:
panties
bra
jeans
shirt
(I am disposing of the condom)

I walk to the night-stand and collect my rings. The rest are his things: a book I’ve never heard of and he has yet to read, a lamp that bore witness to our final act together.
The break-up sex was cruel: eyes turned away, a bitten lip to stay the tears. (Sex is sex.)
I’m going to use the free time to make myself better.

Have a good night. (Bye)
I lean forward. X ()
The Uber ride home is lonely. The streets are clear at 2 a.m. The buildings all look the same.

When I wake up the next morning, I think about not thinking about him. I do my routine, I watch a Ted Talk.
I picture him waking up
— blankets strewn across the floor —
doing his routine in an apartment that is bigger now:
life as normal.

(I think about not thinking about her.)