First Encounters
New experiences, chance meetings, discovering passion
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Why Did You Reach for the Top Button First?
You didn't look like a tourist; you looked like a breach in a perimeter I’d spent a decade and a half building.
Sylvie's Metro Card
The condensation on the window pane mirrored the way her sweat beaded against the small of her back in the dim light.
I Thought You Were Just Another Bad Habit
There’s a specific way a stranger’s thumb feels against your pulse when they’re deciding if they want to ruin you or not.
The Half-Empty Highball on the Pedestal
The air conditioning in the Bergamot Station gallery was set to sixty-two degrees, yet the back of my neck was slick with sweat.
Shut the Damper
I’m recording this because if I die of hypothermia or a bad decision, I want the record to show he was incredibly hot.
At Least the Air Was Thin
His hand on my hip was firm, less like a polite gesture and more like he was claiming a specific piece of real estate.