By Daien Guo
“I’m sorry. I just didn’t fall in love.”
The email landed in my inbox with a dull thud. I stared at the words over and over, hoping their meaning would change with each reading.
What about that first tentative sloppy kiss on the stoop of my graduate student apartment in Morningside Heights? Five years ago, when I still had long hair and I thought you were some surfer dude from California because of your sea-shell necklace and laid-back vibe? Then I learned you had gradu...
Published on July 27, 2021 04:00