Magic Jack

March 28, 2011 § Leave a comment

We talked about what we had for dinner.
We talked about the size of our hands.
We talked about two-headed dogs.
We talked about the current state of Philippine media.
We talked about dirty old men.
We talked about the right way to wear denim on denim.
We talked about our favorite colors.
We talked about the height of the sky.
We talked about the rising prices of public transportation.
We talked about earthquakes.
We talked about first kisses.
We talked about how we felt fat.
We talked about the hungry people in Africa.
We talked about the hungry people right outside our doors.
We talked about forgiveness, and Japanese watermelon popsicles.
We talked about World War II.
We talked about bombs.
We talked about poetry.
We talked about Megan Fox’s tattoos.
We talked about how we would all laugh at gilded butterflies.
We talked about Shakspeare.
We talked about poetry some more.
We talked about sex.
We talked about condom flavors.
We talked about Ani DiFranco.
We talked about the nineties.
We talked about the disappeared.
We talked about the time it would take to get from there to here.
We talked about time travel.
We talked about shopping malls and magazines.
We talked about courage.
We talked about high school.
We talked about the depth and girth of loneliness.
We talked about the existence of God.
We talked about things we couldn’t explain.
We talked about climbing mountains.
We talked about tying cherry stems into knots.
We talked about wisdom teeth.
We talked about the movie, Teeth.
We talked about brothels in Eastern Europe.
We talked about our mothers.
We talked about dolphins dying in Taiji.
We talked about dolphins smiling in America.
We talked about how dolphins dying in Taiji reminded us of our mothers.
We talked about how it was one of those things we couldn’t explain.
We talked about what we would name our children.
We talked about losing our virginity.
We talked about finding it again, in a poem, or a movie, or a quiet song.
We talked about telephone lines, and time.
We talked about how it had passed, but we didn’t mind.
We talked about the spinning world.
We talked about how what kept us alive kept us apart.

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