The New Community
I found you in Austin
We’d been meeting for weeks without realizing it. It wasn’t planned that we told off secrets like we stopped for bathroom breaks over too much Early Grey tea. Almonds stopped hiding in my bag; she stopped asking to eat by the handfuls so that she didn’t have to tap impatiently waiting for me to return. We were clones in way of two broken girls from cowering over bank accounts to martinis needed over the men…