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Mar 2016
He forgets her name after three beers and several glasses of whiskey.
She can’t sleep because his name is the only thing on her mind.
A stranger takes his hand; he doesn’t care to know her name.
She muffles her sobs with a pillow, unaware of the reality of her fears.
He takes her to his apartment and touches her like he knows her name.
Another morning, she wakes up alone.
He wakes up next to another girl with another name he doesn’t remember.
Sarah Garcia
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Sarah Garcia  Houston, Texas
(Houston, Texas)   
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