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My Friend Hands Me Her Phone With Tinder Open by Courtney LeBlanc




and lets me swipe. I swipe right

twice before she reminds me

it’s left I likely want. I married

before apps became the only

way to meet someone. I swipe

right on a man who reminds

me of an old lover, right on a man

I’d like to see as a future lover, if only

in my mind. I hand her phone back

and she closes the app, doesn’t bother

reviewing my choices. You know I picked

based on my preferences, right? She shrugs.

I doubt it’ll make any difference. Besides,

you’re married, you picked someone right

at least once. I don’t remind her

of the ex who later went to jail

for aggravated sexual assault,

the bruises I once wore like bracelets,

the messy divorce. Instead I smile,

the sunlight glinting off the diamonds

that circle my finger. How many times

would I swipe right if I were actually

looking? How many bad dates would

I suffer through? Swipe left, left, left.

I make a mental note: remember this

the next time you’re annoyed with

your husband. I wonder if I would

have swiped right on him? Some days

I’m not sure. Some days I’m certain.



Courtney LeBlanc is the author of the full length collections Exquisite Bloody, Beating Heart (Riot in Your Throat) and Beautiful & Full of Monsters (Vegetarian Alcoholic Press). She loves nail polish, tattoos, and a soy latte each morning. Read her publications on her blog: www.wordperv.com. Follow her on twitter: @wordperv.

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