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Scarlett’s garage apartment opens.
The white owl takes notice.
The door to Teddy and Scarlett’s garage apartment closes.
The white owl dips its beak back at Teddy’s carnage again, raises its face, bloodstained.
The white owl chews.
The white owl swallows.
“Who do you think I am?” he asks her.
“I don’t know,” she says.
“That’s a pity,” he says. “I know you. I’ve watched you many times, Scarlett. With him,” he points toward the door, “with others, alone.”
Scarlett shakes her head, frowns at him.
“C’mon,” he says. “Take a guess.”
She stares at his suit, shiny red, his blue eyes and pale hair. “I’d say,” she says, “you’re no good,” she tells him.
He smiles. “You couldn’t be more correct.” He nods at her. “Take off your clothes.”
She doesn’t know why, but she does. She unbuttons her blouse, unhooks her bra. She is terrified but she is wet, anticipating. She brings a breast to her face, licks the nipple, suckles.
He smiles.
She unbuttons her jeans, plunges her hand into her crotch, her wetness.
He moves toward her, and she pulls her underwear down. He puts his hand on her face. “You have no idea,” he tells her. “You have no idea.”
Broken glass.
Spilled blood.
Scrape, Texas.
TOM WILLIAMS
Tom Williams is the author of one novel, Don’t Start Me Talkin , and The Mimic’s Own Voice , a novella. He chairs the English Department at Morehead State University.
BRIAN ALLEN CARR
Brian Allen Carr lives in the Rio Grande Valley of Texas. His short fiction has appeared in Ninth Letter , Boulevard , McSweeney’s Small Chair , Hobart and other publications. His books include Motherfucking Sharks (Lazy Fascist Press), Short Bus (Texas Review Press), Edie and the Low-Hung Hands (Small Doggies Press), and Vampire Conditions (Holler Presents).
The white owl takes notice.
The door to Teddy and Scarlett’s garage apartment closes.
The white owl dips its beak back at Teddy’s carnage again, raises its face, bloodstained.
The white owl chews.
The white owl swallows.
“Who do you think I am?” he asks her.
“I don’t know,” she says.
“That’s a pity,” he says. “I know you. I’ve watched you many times, Scarlett. With him,” he points toward the door, “with others, alone.”
Scarlett shakes her head, frowns at him.
“C’mon,” he says. “Take a guess.”
She stares at his suit, shiny red, his blue eyes and pale hair. “I’d say,” she says, “you’re no good,” she tells him.
He smiles. “You couldn’t be more correct.” He nods at her. “Take off your clothes.”
She doesn’t know why, but she does. She unbuttons her blouse, unhooks her bra. She is terrified but she is wet, anticipating. She brings a breast to her face, licks the nipple, suckles.
He smiles.
She unbuttons her jeans, plunges her hand into her crotch, her wetness.
He moves toward her, and she pulls her underwear down. He puts his hand on her face. “You have no idea,” he tells her. “You have no idea.”
Broken glass.
Spilled blood.
Scrape, Texas.
TOM WILLIAMS
Tom Williams is the author of one novel, Don’t Start Me Talkin , and The Mimic’s Own Voice , a novella. He chairs the English Department at Morehead State University.
BRIAN ALLEN CARR
Brian Allen Carr lives in the Rio Grande Valley of Texas. His short fiction has appeared in Ninth Letter , Boulevard , McSweeney’s Small Chair , Hobart and other publications. His books include Motherfucking Sharks (Lazy Fascist Press), Short Bus (Texas Review Press), Edie and the Low-Hung Hands (Small Doggies Press), and Vampire Conditions (Holler Presents).
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