February 1, 2012

Her voice goes up in lilt whenever she
gets excited, like really into a story, or an
explanation of a movie. Her hair is cropped short;
it spikes madly in mornings made late by late sleeping.
The legs cross if sitting, and the eyes squint when
confused.

A sharpness comes into her tone when on the
subject of exes and there is wit her gaze when
she’s happy, giving me a pinch in the side, or
having a pull at my pants as I pass, attempting to make me more naked.

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