the book of embraces, chapter the newest ex

“It’s sixteen point two-five,” his computer says with an odd, girlish voice and he was just almost over his newest ex a couple minutes before at 4:21. He would have been over her a month before but these ships kept going by in the Puget Sound—in plain peekaboo view from the apartment he couldn’t really afford—with letters fifteen feet tall spelling out her name.

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