We went on several dates. We talked a lot, but I wasn’t sure. There was something different about him.
We were kissing one night, when his hair came off. It surprised me. Not his baldness, but because underneath, it was all metal.
He stuttered for minutes. I short-circuited something.
For weeks, I didn’t hear from him.
I missed him. He talked about what life meant with me, trying to connect. After all the failed dates, I felt a real bond.
My ::SmartLink:: must’ve felt my intention. It called him. His monotone voice said my name.
My heart sang.
D.A. Xiaolin Spires counts stars and sand, residing currently in Hawaiʻi. You can find her embarking on olfactorial odysseys as she inhales plumeria blossoms, poke and poi.
Her work appears or is forthcoming in various publications such as Clarkesworld, Analog, Terraform, Nature: Futures, Fireside, Grievous Angel, Reckoning, Galaxy’s Edge, LONTAR, Andromeda Spaceways (selected for the Year’s Best issue), Mithila Review, Issues in Earth Science, Factor Four, Star*line, Liminality, Eye to the Telescope, Atlas Poetica, Outlook Springs, Gathering Storm Magazine, Polu Texni and Story Seed Vault; as well as anthologies of the strange and delightful, such as Sharp & Sugar Tooth, Broad Knowledge, Future Visions, Battling in All Her Finery and Ride the Star Wind. You can find her on her website daxiaolinspires.wordpress.com or on Twitter: @spireswriter.
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