Stacking in Rivertown
“My head all of a sudden slips back to Ben and Violet and what I think of in my mind as “the night.” I ride with Ben in the limo again. I wait in the reception line. I sip champagne.Ben’s talking very serious with a guy I’ve never seen before. He’s about as big as Ben, but has long hair pulled back into a ponytail. I admire his ass as I stand, bored to death, in the center of a group of lobbyists.It suddenly comes to me how the man that Ben was talking to wore gym shoes. Tux coat and pants, and ...black gym shoes.Driving along the highway, I can’t get Ben out of my head. I never would have thought him to be someone to fall in love. But then I remember his face when he ran out of the van that night on the bridge. I think maybe Violet was right, and that even in someone like Ben, the ache drives you forward, stuffing your lungs and your belly until you’re drowned for sure and you fix yourself up to get stacked in Rivertown.That’s when I notice that the interstate I’m following is winding through some dark, industrial wasteland.MoreLess
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