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You say you love me and only me, and then meet other women in smoky hotel bars. I find numbers on business cards traced with red lipstick smears- shades of red I would never, ever wear. Your collar reeks of perfume when you kiss me the next morning. Perfume that I know must belong to a beauty (flawlessly model thin, the way you like) who must wish that you were still there. But you're here, aren't you? And your kiss is sweet and slow, so I close my eyes and imagine that last night, you were w...

smoke drips out of her mouth and tiptoes along the frays in my carpet splashes against the walls like lead-based paint that i didn't think they sold anymore but it's such a nice shade of yellow that i don't think i'll wash it tommorow

And she was fidgeting pacing back and forth because the china didn't match the tablecloth and the spoons weren't clean because someone didn't wash them in time for his mother's visit. And she was restless because her dress made her gain five pounds and she couldn't light a cigarette because the smell would linger and his mother would think that not only was she fat and improper but unfit for his children--- and all she could do was wash the spoons and remember to suck in her stomach just to k...

You know, I would be terrible at Wheel of Fortune. I can just picture myself there on the soundstage, situated between William, and his larger than life glasses sliding down his nose, and Bonnie, a florist from Washington DC with a cameltoe that you would die for. Between William buzzing in incessantly, probably much like his sex life, and Bonnie picking at her spandex, I would never find the energy to buzz in the right answer. During commercial breaks I would fake a bothering contact lens, a...

"My daughter grabs a handful of daisies and holds them up to me. 'Look!' She exclaims, and shoves them into my face. 'How beautiful! Are they for me?' 'No. They're for daddy.' 'Why does daddy get all of the flowers?' 'Because he deserves them.' 'He does?' 'He said you were a bad mommy.' 'He did?' 'Yes. What did you do?' 'Why, I didn't do anything, Jenny.' 'But, daddy said...' 'Your daddy was just kidding.' 'Bad mommy! Bad mommy! I have the worst mommy in the world!' And then she giggles and ...