i met a man today from nigeria. he said that he woke up this morning and prayed to meet someone who would change his life. at the library he saw me sitting there in my polka dotted boots, and knew it was me. he wanted to marry me. "you are ther most beautiful woman i have ever met" he said. "you wear no makeup and sit there so calm"

he recited poetry. intense, political, and hurt.

what do you say when a stranger can read you so well, and speaks crazy that sounds more like truth.

he knew i was a liar. he knew i was odd. he knew.