and
tell her
we need some fun.
she's been down in the dumps
lately because her
husband left her
and her dog died,
and the virus lockdown
and she lost her job
and she's got a rash
on her arm.
she says, we?
yes. me and you. let's
do something fun
today.
like what, she says.
i don't know.
do you have any ideas?
nope, she says.
i hear her light up
a cigarette and pop
a can of beer.
it's only nine in the morning,
are you drinking already.
yup.
she says. you got a problem
with that?
i'm having fun starting
right now.
let's get out
in the sun. it's going
to be a beautiful day.
take a walk around the lake.
throw bread to the ducks.
nah, she says.
the sun bothers me, and i really
don't like nature.
ducks are scary and
they look like they could
turn on you any minute.
come on, i'll pick you up
in an hour.
there's a long a pause, then she
says.
maybe i can get this tattoo
off my arm today.
i don't think he's coming back.
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