she remembers his smile

it streamed like sunlight

or maybe it was his eyes

they smiled when he smiled

he lent her dickinson

she didn't really understand her

but she loved they way the words flowed out of her mouth

musical

he lent her chang

and she read about opium smoking, long nails, shrill laughs, mahjong playing women

marriage for family

for pride

for a war

just never love

do you think she's my bacteria?

he asked

honey, she's your bacteria and the cure