“Oh, Everybody Knows Jim”
mutually fantasizing over me- the little cups they use
- baroque and hallucinatory
- arcane hieroglyphs which can be read only by
- specifically placed crystals
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“Oh, everybody knows Jim,” Hildegard said. “Isolde and I used to debate who was sexier, him or you.”
I tried to slam the bathroom door, but there was only a bead curtain. My bladder demanded relief, but it was hard to focus past the image of Hildegard and my sister-in-law mutually fantasizing over me, or over my shady brother perhaps. It wasn’t clear how their debate turned out.
I could picture them conversing about us at a sidewalk table at a particular cafe, the Monkey’s Paw. I could picture the little cups they use to serve tea that is hot, baroque and hallucinatory, cups ornamented with arcane hieroglyphs which can be read only by refracting them through specifically placed crystals, which is a waste of time because they merely spell out the cafe’s motto.
None of which helped me pee.
bonus points for using them in order