: : cherry stems and nicotine were cleansed with fluoride and spat in the sink, any remnants of whiskey lost in the sweat they rinsed down the shower drain. stuck in truck bedding. cracks in concrete. the stitching of the wrinkled button up hanging over the chair. intoxication left the moment their lips melted into the other, dwindling into something else. the moment they kissed, his bloodstream filled with her; Eddy and nothing else. there could not possibly be room for anything more and if we’re being completely frank with one another, i’m not sure of the last time that i’ve done this sober —












