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At a distant table

across the restaurant, in scarlet
candlelight, a dark-haired woman’s
scarlet mouth curls into a warm
smile, her scarlet lipstick on his
white shirt collar — thumping
scarlet bass vibrates in my veins —
the scarlet of the punchbowl at
the high school dance —

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My name anagrams to “a man becomes.” I love movies and Kurt Vonnegut. I don’t understand how anagrams work.

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Aaron Meacham

Aaron Meacham

My name anagrams to “a man becomes.” I love movies and Kurt Vonnegut. I don’t understand how anagrams work.

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