Aren’t you tired of swiping in the hopes of running into a specific someone you have an existing, lingering curiosity about? Here’s your chance to be brave—to take the active route instead of the passive one. Let’s connect again.
Cutie At Honey’s
You were making the dinner and bread at Honey’s one cold January evening and you jokingly told me I couldn’t come back because I broke the lid to my soup crock. I wanted to get your number but chickened out! Not even sure if you’re queer or single but I’d like to be your friend! Maybe you can give me some secret handguns next time I come in to tell me approaching you is welcome.
Jumping Rope Near AutoZone
You were jumping rope on the sidewalk near AutoZone at Elysian Fields and Claiborne. It was a chilly Friday morning and there must have been hundreds of people driving by at any moment. You seemed unfazed by that many onlookers, maybe even motivated by them. Everyone else was on their daily commute but there you were—in the zone and carrying on. I don’t think I could ever be so brave, so bold to do such a thing and not be paralyzed by a fear of being judged. You put a smile on my face and I hope you had a great day and a great workout.
Everywhere All The Time
I know you already, but I want to meet you again everywhere. Your favorite bar, my favorite cafe, some mutual friend—finding your love once isn’t enough. I want to discover you every morning again, even when I go to bed next to you.
Siren Call On Louisa
I was walking on Louisa
It was 4am
Your Siren call was hypnotizing
My heart said yes
My body said yes
Our eyes met
I wanted to sweep you off of your feet and take you to Hanks
Bathe you in hot oil and smell your hypnotic flavorful hypnotic skin
The taboo of this relationship would have hurt me in so many ways
Mentally, Spiritually, Gastrically
But I knew we were soulmates
That’s why I had to leave you to get my blunts…
Maybe next time…
Snow Angels On Orleans Avenue
I watched you and 3 of your friends all collapse into the snow, straight down, falling backwards, simultaneously. It looked so dangerous, potentially painful, but you all fell so gracefully downward and laughed as you spread your arms and legs into wings and tails. I’d never experienced snow like that, and admittedly didn’t really know the mechanics of it. Seeing that made me try it myself, and I fell with an ease that surprised me. It was a magical day, I think for everyone, and it was wonderful watching others experience the magic alongside me. Thanks for teaching me how to do a proper snow angel.
Submit your own close encounter to closeencounters@antigravitymagazine.com or through our new ANONYMOUS Google form. All email addresses will remain confidential. Don’t be a creep.
illustrations by Maegen Guidroz
