Café. Hey, sandy colored, floppy-haired lad in a drapey navy blue button-up playing himself in chess with Plath’s Collected sitting just so beside the board, welcome to [transmission ended because eyes full of tears]
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[I, however, never play literal chess]
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Sometimes I feel like some of you doubt my café tweets. Accordingly, when he went to the restroom, I quickly snapped this for you haters.
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I too play with myself, and I mean I play chess with myself. And I read Plath. Maybe he wants me and we can play chess with ourselves next to each other.

