by Sara Reihani
Love is boring, love is lame. It does not empathize, it does not humor you, it is not gifted with timing. It is not sympathetic, it is not subtle, it is not easily dismissed, it keeps no record of casualties. Love has no prescription, but rejoices in your pain. It always pricks, always tears, always hangs around uninvited and eats your food, always keeps you up at night with maudlin stories of childhood traumas. Love never fails to annoy me.
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Sara Reihani lives in the San Francisco Bay Area.