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Margo says that I smell like chrysanthemums
I ask her what she means
She says I smell like laundry detergent
and smoke
and it's a very pretty smell
Andi dances a quiet midnight jig
at a truck stop
in Farmerville, Illinois
Greg stands on his head
in front of the St. Louis art museum
and laughs and laughs and laughs
and laughs
Tom hugs a roomful of lesbians
and closes a sky window
with a turn of his car key
Margo says she's wearing her yes pants
and I say I'm wearing MY yes pants
and we laugh and laugh and laugh
and get quiet
Andi sleeps in the bed
I masturbated in
when I was thirteen
Sets the alarm clock wrong
and tells me about boys
who have urinated in front of her
Greg talks on the phone
in hushed quiet tones
for forty-five minutes
then asks me what is wrong with him
Tom kisses bartenders
and whistles to Jane's Addiction
and keeps calling it “Shi-Townâ€
Margo says something about Amigas
and something about HTML
and something about Savannah
Says the book was better than the movie
and asks for my email
Andi waits and waits and waits and waits
for free pizza
Screams from a stage
for 200 drunk fans
Tears up little blue tickets
and loses a lot of pool games
Greg calls her asexual
Proceeds to tell a sex story
Wears a purple button that says
“Another man for womens' rightsâ€
and reminds me that I perform in ten minutes
Tom opens a rusty door
of an abandoned newspaper office
Shows us the “fuck me†lights
Makes me carry the lava lamp
Points out the porn store across the street
and we write graffiti on foam rubber boards
Margo says I should kiss her
so I do
Andi says don't be so pissy
so I don't
Greg says roll up that window
so I do
Tom says dude
Margo says I should kiss her again
Andi says don't let me get this drunk anymore
Greg says our name is Petty Sex Gods
Tom says oopah
Margo puts her hands on the back of my head
and suddenly takes them away
Margo says write to me
so I do
Margo says did I have fun in St. Louis
and I say
Margo says that I smell like chrysanthemums