i swallowed it thinking about something else,
it being a cool glass of milk.
the something else was bigger than the milk.
the something else wasn’t that big though.
it was a long coiled thing and
it didn’t fit inside the milk glass.
i think i can see it now,
it was like clear plexiglass and i knew that
if my palms slid along it they would squeal
against its cleanness.
the something else was slick with soap,
at least it looked that way.
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We were riding our bikes further than we normally did but I didn’t think anything of it. I was caught up in the shine of my neighbor’s newly buzzed head. The sun beat down on it and I could see each bead of sweat as it formed in his barely there haircut.
