tuscaloosa > personals > missed connections

Reading - Barnes & Noble m4w

Date: 2010-08-30, 12:28PM CST

If you know who I am, tell me what I was reading. The clothes, certainly, you will get correct, as I don't bother with color--grey shirt, grey shorts, grey shoes--an ensemble that might remind you of your grandmother's silver collection: the one that she would bring out for special occasions--Easter, of course, Thanksgiving, once every few years. I know what I was wearing. I know where I was standing: amongst the magazines, the eyes on the covers paying me no attention. Here is the face of a basketball player. Here is the face of a woman who has lost a considerable amount of weight. I am proud of both of them. I know that I am proud of both of them. I know what I was drinking: a coffee the color of cola: if you thought it was cola, stop--if you thought it was cola you do not know who I am, you don't know what I was reading. The ice cubes had long since melted--the water inside of the plastic container matching the condensation on the outside. I would've come over to you, to the table near the window where you sat, but I would have no place to put my drink--it would've left a watery broken ring on the table, and I could not put you through that again: those nights where the boys with their parents bank cards bought you drinks they thought you liked because they were drinks you pretended to like--they were too red, too sweet, they curled your tongue like a thin paperback in a backpocket, though I would not describe your tongue this way: you know the story of Lennon and Chapman and Salinger and that is something I don't want you to think about: about blood, about The Dakota, about autographs. When I was a child I would write my name on the front inside cover of the book--this book belongs to. The book I was reading did not have my name in it--it was not mine, it did not belong to me. Those books my mother read to me before I went to sleep did not belong to me either. I fear that it was too late in the day to be drinking coffee. If you know who I am, you know this. If you know who I am, please tell me what I was reading. Tell me what I was reading so I know it was you.

Location: Barnes & Noble
it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

PostingID: 1928393842