1. In New York City, inside Central Park on the path through the woods, you dropped my hand and didn’t pick it up again. Later you never called and I forgot your name, lost your number when I changed phones, apartments, states. 2. On the subway, the seat next to me was empty and thenContinue reading “Lost and Found by Jamie Etheridge”
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