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The Autobiographical Note
I walk through the gym doors. Steve is doing chest-flies. He yells
Hey, Flash! (Steve doesn’t know my name.)
Third Person, Past Tense
The sky through plate glass was interesting. He should have
told Steve how he’d felt about Love the moment they’d first
met: he liked it one day and not the next.
Third Person, Present Tense
Steve’s teeth lack symmetry. He suspects Steve exaggerates
her beauty. But beauty is so hard to pin down; sometimes the breath
is sweet but the bosom smells.
Second Person, Present Tense
You don’t want to hear about the End Times today, Christian
horror movies, A Thief in the Night, The Mark of the Beast.
You just want to work out.
Last time, Steve showed you the picture of the “Rapture”
Clothes draped over a park bench in Volume 72 of Israel My
Glory, A ministry of the Friends of Israel.
Monologue with Sotto Voce
She’s real sweet, real, real affectionate. (He holds himself.)
We kissed and hugged. She’s divorced. Something is up with
that, he whispers. Her memory is bad. Country club cocaine …
She has money from the settlement, he mummers into his