I nearly look at you as I describe the fault lines beneath my skin — pale and stretched tightly like gauze. I’m still unsure of what I’m saying, like I’m speaking with a thick felt tip pen. A sip of water and ‘I don’t know’ excuses me from the conversation…

“It’s the end of life as we know it!” declare the village criers, throwing tarot cards into the air over a feverish crowd. “The invisible killer!” writes the spin doctor with the persistent cough. I bask in the balmy comfort of my youth — the round plumpness of my white…

The end of summer. A prescient chill in the midday air, A tight forehead and a skull thick like iron wool. Laugh lines that don’t fade with passing hilarity. There are no nuances in single digit white wine, nor fructose nor glucose for sun-drunk bees. Plastic wool sliding over cold shoulders — an autumnal refrain. You aren’t going to give my umbrella back, are you? A sweater, an umbrella. Both died as martyrs to lust, buried in a makeshift graveyard.

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Besides the black wardrobe, mild substance addiction and ever-present mental voice that implores you to ‘just be more open-minded’ as you lock eyes with someone sipping an apfelschorle while they get a blowjob in a club bathroom, the ultimate Berlin accessory is the Berlin Boyfriend™. If you’re reading this, you’ve…

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