2010
07.23
07.23
They are going. He tells her about fifth grade. Her sausage is in a can. His flower matches her bathroom rug. They take plates. She looks across. He reminds her of Joey. They talk about suits.
She sketches Joey’s tattoo. His stomach is loud. They tell them not to come in now. Someone whispers. The alarm is set for eight. She watches the lightning. He says what.
His pillow is under hers. The sink is running. Nothing she says. They go outside. Hey they say. His hand touches her stomach.
He says hey hey hey. She sips. Hey she says. He snores. She texts Joey.
They go. She asks for thousand island. He’s sat. The box is full.
She empties. He holds.
They are going.