Every Man on Tinder Has a Gun

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This photograph shows a phone on the wooden surface, with the Tinder app being open on the device.
and each one wants
to describe it to me. its slippery metal.

the intricate and pistol-hot
pieces. the small and heavy bullets

that slip into the barrel
—snug. warm. trembling. touch it,

one of the men might
say, holding it in his cold broad

hands. he might offer
it to me, like a rose. like a fat

diamond ring. the gun
nestled in a blue velvet

box. maybe I do touch
it—stroke my thumb over

its darkness—its slick
and thick body. maybe this

is what I was looking for:
heat, his body dense and holstered.

but my tenderness is bloodier than
a gun: it is the burning

of a slow match—call it
lighting a fire. spilling gasoline

on the spark. cocking the gun
and blowing smoke from its mouth.

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