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By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   "Are we friends anymore?" she asked me,

the end of the phrase rising into a

floating, pointedly sharp question.



I gulped, looking away from the picture frame

quickly, its shininess suddenly slimy

in the light of my room.



"Yup," I said, a stream of falseness

sliding up my throat.

(I had learned it from her.)



Her neediness clung to me

as I hung up the phone, I not yet

knowing how toxic it was.





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