Fire
Westernized
Indian
+
Sassy American
=
Doomed Pair
— Nancy Salerno
Tongue in her mouth. She gagged.
— R. F. Marazas
A kiss can write a secret.
— Annmarie Howell
He posted our
sex tape online.
— Lauran Strait
It never hurt as
good again.
— Marc Ecko
He makes me laugh
every day.
— Detta Owens
Massage parlor breeds heir
of adultery.
— Lorri Scott
Unrequited love is just
another addiction.
— Amanda Faith Moore
Found Jewish princess.
Good-bye succulent pork.
— Leah Damski
Love. Loss. Love lost.
Stories gained.
— Kristen Jones
You wouldn’t litter,
but cheated plenty.
— Jennifer I. Curtis
Sleeping, our foreheads touch.
Fates mingle.
— Sandhya Nankani
Wanted a wife. Got a cat.
— Anders Porter
My mother warned
me about you.
— Angie Brown
Teenage kiss. Misadventures.
Five-day date. Matrimony.
— Julie Oppenheimer
Married for sex;
divorced for politics.
— Maryanne Stahl
Neglect induced fatal
condition. Heart
amputated.
— Pat Wahler
I just wasn’t that into him.
— Mia Lipsit
Got the ring. Mailed it back.
— Cindy Box
My hypothalamus
washed my wallet
clean.
— Dan Pulcrano
Now married, kissing with eyes open.
— Elissa Schappell
I thought I had thick skin.
— Tanja Cilia
Boyfriend? In the
nightstand with
batteries.
— David James
He liked vodka more than me.
— Lauren Mitchell
Three marriages.
Two divorces.
BA .333.
— Ron Carmean
Leg man trapped inside
breast man.
— Fjord Fellraps
Maybe some pots have no lids.
— Melissa Gould
Seven days turned
into forty-six years.
— Harriette Spanabel
Drive-in movie was better
than date.
— Gail B. Burk
Lucky me. I found the one.
— Ellie Keen
He died. I lived. You came.
— Judi Kolenda
Found myself a nerdy
computer programmer.
— Jennifer 8. Lee
Manhattan presents countless
options. It’s problematic.
— John Godfrey
Hearts never look both
ways first.
— Tanya Jarrett
Don’t
worry,
I’ll make
myself
come.
— Amy Sohn
Lazy mornings.
Sunday Times .
Then: kids.
— Marisa de los Santos
I loved the idea of you.
— Audrey Adu-Appiah
Alone by chance,
not by choice.
— Catherine Lanser
I couldn’t get on the plane.
— Darcy Totten
Her beautiful eyes…
my guiding light!
— Bobby Murcer
He’s velcro, I’m teflon…
Love endures!
— Kay Murcer
He asked me to abort.
Dumbass.
— Barbara Cromarty
Became the other woman.
Didn’t know.
— Cameron Vest
Strange relationship:
we both wore dresses.
— Dylan Fox
When he left me, he cried.
— Ella Cristina
Jim slept here; so did Carlos.
— Gloria Palazzo
The one for me married him.
— Francis McEvoy
Waited out cancer;
you said bye.
— Joe Carlson
Found my ex-husband on Craigslist. Twice.
— Yin Shin
Car went kaput. So did he.
— Lori Romero
My partner in sin
found God.
— Marie D’Avignon
Moved in. No ring. Moved out.
— Melissa Lafsky
Will always follow you.
On Twitter.
— Mircea Lungu
I never said I wanted this.
— Melchor Sahagun
He wrote songs for me. Sigh.
— Pamela Des Barres
He impregnated her instead.
Bullet dodged.
— Judith Edelman
One diamond necklace later,
I’m single.
— Michael Collins
Singles ad, double wide, triple bypass.
— Ray Overfield
Left my bed to marry her.
— LoraMarie Mitchell
Last encounter:
crowded nightclub.
Ran away.
— Tom Dolby
He’s off heroin and crack—
yay!
— Tricia Boczkowski
The medication made him feel numb.
— Tori Turner
She