by Hoa Ngo
Jennifer, you realize you're the lucky one. After we kiss and part, if you tread carefully you'll never hear my name again. You won't see it on television or hear it on the radio. You won't meet someone with the same name to remind you of that guy you used to know. And even if you search for me, you will find someone else. Type my name and you'll find that, after all these years, I am a beautiful teenage girl on Facebook.
6S
Hoa Ngo lives in central New York where he teaches Karate to exactly one student. (Click here to make a donation to Hoa, half of which will support 6S.)
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7 comments:
What's in a name? A guy by any other name may be a girl.
touching on what we do these days, eh?
nice six.
Short but incisive. I liked the use of the second person. Also, the way the story projects itself into the future with minimal sentiment, the pragmatism of the dumped.
There must be a term for a story in which the author's name plays some role, but I don't know what it is. Anyone?
Hmmm... let me see... thinking...
Marvell-ous.
Drayton. Oops. Still very nice.
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