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I Don't Know Her Last Name Either by Russ Bickerstaff
published in Volume 9, Issue 2 on April 15th, 2002

She showed me her turtles
she showed me her frogs
she filled me in on all the intimate details
of the checkered history of the furniture in her apartment
we played with the magnetic poetry she had made by hand
we watched a fishing show that she'd taped off the Independent Film Channel
while drinking scotch on the rocks
it was around the time she started to list her high school achievements
from years ago
I went up to use the bathroom
I couldn't find the light switch
so I eased nature in the dark
and I realized:
I'm going to love her
and it's not going to matter
in the long run
sometimes the best way to enjoy a good auto accident
is to avoid it.

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