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and mostly breathing, when there was still touch and mostly thought . . . it was as if the whole world could be reduced to the sound of a single string being played, and the only thing this sound could make me think of was you. Sometimes desire is air; sometimes desire is liquid. And every now and then, when everything else is air and liquid, desire solidifies, and the body is the magnet that draws its weight.

arduous , adj.
    Sometimes during sex, I wish there was a button on the small of your back that I could press and cause you to be done with it already.

arrears , n.
    My faithfulness was as unthinking as your lapse. Of all the things I thought would go wrong, I never thought it would be that.
    “It was a mistake,” you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

autonomy , n.
    “I want my books to have their own shelves,” you said, and that’s how I knew it would be okay to live together.

avant-garde , adj.
    This was after Alisa’s show, the reverse-blackface rendition of Gone With the Wind , including songs from the Empire Records soundtrack and an interval of nineteenth-century German poetry, recited with a lisp.
    “What does avant-garde mean, anyway?” I asked.
    “I believe it translates as favor to your friends ,” you replied.

awhile , adv.
    I love the vagueness of words that involve time.
    It took him awhile to come back — it could be a matter of minutes or hours, days or years.
    It is easy for me to say it took me awhile to know. That is about as accurate as I can get. There were sneak previews of knowing, for sure. Instances that made me feel, oh, this could be right. But the moment I shifted from a hope that needed to be proven to a certainty that would be continually challenged? There’s no pinpointing that.
    Perhaps it never happened. Perhaps it happened while I was asleep. Most likely, there’s no signal event. There’s just the steady accumulation of awhile .

B
    balk , v.
    I was the one who said we should live together. And even as I was doing it, I knew this would mean that I would be the one to blame if it all went wrong. Then I consoled myself with this: if it all went wrong, the last thing I’d care about was who was to blame for moving in together.

banal , adj. , and bane , n.
    I am interested in the connection between these two words, and how one denotes the series of ordinary spirit-deaths that occur during a day, while the other is the full ruination, the core of the calamity.
    I think we endure the banal —
    “So how’s your chicken?”
    “I’m so tired.”
    “Lord, it’s cold.”
    “Where were you?”
    “Where do you want to go?”
    “Have you been waiting long?”
    — as a way of skirting around the bane.

barfly , n.
    You have the ability to talk to anyone, which is an ability I do not share.

basis , n.
    There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.
    If the moment doesn’t pass, that’s it —– you’re done.
    And if the moment does pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it’s even there when you thought you were searching for something else, like an escape route, or your lover’s face.

beguile , v.
    It’s when you walk around the apartment in my boxers when you don’t know I’m awake. And then that grin, when you do know I’m awake. You spend so much time in the morning making sure every hair is in place. But I have to tell you: I like it most like this, haphazard, sleep-strewn, disarrayed.

belittle , v.
    No, I don’t listen to the weather in the morning. No, I don’t keep track of what I spend. No, it hadn’t occurred to me that the Q train would have been much faster. But every time you give me that look, it doesn’t make me want to live up to your standards.

bemoan , v.
    This is dedicated to your co-worker Marilynn.
    Marilynn, please stop