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he was a doctor



Goddammit, they were looking at

a doctor

He came into the casino in a suit,

the same suit every day and night

dark gray

shiny with grease around the

elbows and lower back

smelly

patched up in places



he kinda forgot what it was like to be

sober



and lately he kinda forgot what

it was like to win at the slot machines



he forgot how to perform surgery

how to diagnose a patient



forgot what the company of a woman felt like



forgot what love was



he was a machine that consumed cheap

but strong alcohol

Rubbing alcohol filtered through bread

That stuff was 70% alcohol

his liver knew it



"Ah, pleaseeee, for the love of God, don't

make me work with this

stuff again," he would scream while

playing at the slot machine



and the bouncer would walk up to him

and say, "Hey, hey, doc. Everything all right, man?"



"Oh, sorry. That was my liver shouting

through my mouth. He's a pussy."



They say companies that deliver food

get very suspicious when their

regular customers,

the people who order every day,

stop ordering all of a sudden

They even check on them



Well, we don't deliver food

but we got really concerned when

our favorite doctor stopped

showing up

all of a sudden



Maybe our managers would've checked

up on him but

there was no phone to call

and no door to knock on



Still, one of our boys went to the nearby

park and asked the homeless men around

for our favorite doctor

and the man handed him a

newspaper



Shit,

it wasn't even on the front page

there was some political shit on the

front page

Nobody gave a damn about that article



The real thing was a few pages

after, not even colored

HOMELESS MAN DIES AFTER TRYING TO

PERFORM SURGERY ON HIMSELF

IN PUBLIC RESTROOM



That was a doctor with guts

Guts pouring out of him

straight into the sink

and another cluster found in the toilet



We framed the article and pasted

it on a board in the back room

of the casino



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she woke up because her feet were cold

The window was open

and she had not the audacity to

stand and shut it in someone else’s house



He was still asleep

beside her

The sheets were stained with her maiden’s

blood

That was all right

She was twenty

But him.... He was also twenty but that’s not the point



This was the boy who

put her through hell during both middle

and high school



The bully



There was that time when he pushed

her down the stairs

and broke her thumb



that time during the field trip

when he threw a rock

straight into the side of her head



that time when he put

a frog in her

lunchbox

And another in her backpack that she

carried home



That time he kicked the ball

in her face giving her

a bloody nose



that time when he threw a snowball

at her ear



And there was another incident

resulting in a chipped tooth



and all of that was besides the

name-calling and the random hair pulling

and the tripping and the scaring

and all...



Yet now here she was

Here they were

In his house

In his bed



And all because he contacted her the previous day

and apologized for everything. Truth

is her life placed some nasty miles both

behind and ahead of her

and someone being nice all of a sudden...



It was so easy to get her

And what did he think of her now?



She felt tears trickling down

her cheeks as she thought of this and

stared at his sleeping body beside her



Maybe the time to

get revenge was now



Or was it not?