The Following Hours Were a Blur

  • by jenthe way you remember a bird pooping into your open mouth
  • ended in the anticlimactic dishonor of
  • not as if she were working at Olive Garden
  • normally wash your shoes
  • I’m your dentist

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The following hours were a blur. I remember William saying, “I’m your dentist. Now open up.” And later YoYo said “You’d normally wash your shoes after something like that, but you’re not wearing any.” I contemplated tipping YoYo, but decided not to since it was not as if she were working at Olive Garden as a waitress.

The whole thing ended in the anticlimactic dishonor of being walked in on by Yesterday shortly after the mushrooms wore off and the three of us collapsed exhausted. I will remember that tryst the way you remember a bird pooping into your open mouth: a messy, slightly berry-flavored surprise.

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