i really barely knew him – i knew what was in his pants better than i knew what was in his brain
or about to come out of his mouth. so when he said come with me, on a train, to the edge of the continent, i paused. i hated that edge. i had been to it b4. lived it until i left and felt like i was ecaping from a prison.
during the pause i also though about his works – i have a work visa, but i dont. so i paused.
or i thought i did. but it wasnt long enough. that smile didnt fade..it was on that face that had
grabbed me the first time i saw it. and so the word ok slipped out. why it so much easier slipps out than no.