You try every trick in the book to keep her. You write her letters. You quote Neruda. You cancel your Facebook. You give her the passwords to all your e-mail accounts. Because you know in your lying cheater’s heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.

“And because love, real love, is not so easily shed.”

“You, Yunior, have a girlfriend named Alma, who has a long tender horse neck and…”

“Depois olhas para ela e sorris um sorriso que o teu rosto hipócrita irá recorda…”

“But folks always underestimate what the promise of a lifetime of starvation, po…”