Reparation

No one prepares you for this. You think that often, mailing bills or having your wisdom teeth ripped out at the dentist. You think it at night, your partner sleeping, the glow of the city seeping under your curtain. Little pockets of time disappear every day. You think about this, your tongue running up and down the holes in your gums, the roof of your mouth, your uneven incisors. After a while, the money stops coming in. The darkness isn’t dark enough. You stay awake waiting, for what, you don’t know.

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One response to “Reparation

  1. “the glow of the city seeping under your curtain.”

    It’s a good piece, but that line really made it all real for me. Luckily I live in the country, but my last job – for a software company – found me in hotel after hotel after hotel in city after city after city. The fact that it never got dark in Chicago, Philly, Atlanta, Los Angeles really drove me nuts. One night, I climbed out of bed and went into the Hotel room bathroom and closed the door just to get some dark. Ill be damned if that little orange LED on the complementary hairdryer isn’t as bright as hell!

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