Sweating, Nausea

Too hungover to do anything else, Coyote laid on the couch watching old clips of game shows on Youtube. The afternoon sun tried to pierce the drawn blinds.

Sometime later, the telephone rang.

Coyote turned up the computer’s volume until the ringing stopped. A contestant just lost everything on the final question. The host of another show was irritated with the players. Someone knocked at the door. Coyote stayed absolutely still until they went away. That evening, Coyote stood in the shower, under near scalding water.

A memory of some of the things he said the night before bubbled up.


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