I am that girl I used to see Out of the car window That woman sunk into a man On the back of a motorcycle

I would lie on my belly with my head hanging over the dock and catch flat, stupid fish with a net,

The teacher says keep your loneliness warm. That must be what I’m doing for my fury

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The sleeves of her shirt were cut wide and rolled, a take on James Dean. Her dark hair was cut short, and she wore a white v-neck t-shirt, jeans, a black half-apron. I looked at the tops of her small breasts as she bent to refill our coffee...

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