13.07.02 - 3:34 p.m.

what would i say to her? that certain people
arent meant for each other, that he's a
good kisser, uses murrays "ethnic" hair wax
to perfect the curl i tried to get rid of?
that our tempers got the better of us on more
than one occasion and left us screaming, shoeless
in front of his apartment like a scene from a movie
about trailerpark domestic disturbances?
we pretend not to know each other now. we avoid
meeting gazes and i try not to listen to the
songs, try not to pick myself out but i miss
his book recommendations and film commentaries, his
sauteed spinach.

1 bunch of spinach, washed and torn up
1/4 of a fresh lemon
2 cloves mooshed up garlic
put the spinach in a pan. squirt lemon juice on it
and add the garlic. dont pay attention,
stir it whenever you remember and
when it smells right and the spinach isnt quite done
cooking, eat it all up, right out of the pan.

love
astrid