Glass (Crank 2)

that happened last night.

I was with Trey, slept here

with Trey, confessed to Trey

that I love him. And Trey told

me he loves me, too. Me and

Maryann Murphy. Trey loves

me. Trey! Where is he, anyway?

Beside me, the bed is empty.

I’d say it must have all

been a dream, but this

is most definitely not

my bedroom. Suddenly

I notice, in the adjacent

room, the sound of a shower.

I could definitely use one too.

I rouse myself, climb naked

from bed, and am already

through the bathroom door

when it occurs to me it might

not be Trey in the shower.

I take a quick peek. It’s Trey,

all right, in all his soapy glory.

“Morning. Mind if I join

you? I’ll wash your back.”

Trey invites me to share

the hot water and after

I wash his back, he says,

Turnaround’s fair play. He

washes more than my back.

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