Tusk

The sky is an endless tusk. Ivory is being traded at five cents per share, a real bargain in a bull market, while your wife moans that she can no longer play Chopsticks at the piano keys. You call each other different names in the afterglow that’s hard as dentin. 

Kyle Hemmings

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One Response to Tusk

  1. Lee Hughes says:

    Powerful piece.