c’est la vie

The first time I noticed you, nothing felt sunnier about it all than your teeth. A smoker’s smile.  You pulled your bike over and yanked your helmet off, revealing a fallen flag of hair crumpled with sweat. I didn’t look directly in your eyes. Until followed a hey,  a particularly  insistent signpost to the yetContinue reading “c’est la vie”

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