Delete

I don’t blush anymore.

I sigh.

Roll my eyes.

Press
delete.

Another stranger
mistaking
my inbox
for his mirror.

I wonder
how many women
received
the exact same video.

How many names
he forgot
between sends.

How many times
he confused
attention
with affection.

Delete.

It takes
less than a second.

Funny.

That’s about
how long
the whole interaction
deserved.

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