For M.

I really liked a girl once.

And I think She liked me too.

Admitting we were too nervous to meet each other, we went on an un-date.


I arrived at the Minneapolis Institute of Art–

as did She, albeit shortly after.

I had made a habit of being early.

We explored the museum by ourselves.

I chewed on the Derain.

And She stole the Monet.

All the while,

Cradling the space between Us.

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