DISCO
AUGUST 2024
Speak "Easy"
Abby Thatcher
Crowded and hot, betrayal envelops
the room, which spins itself
to the music, dancing along with
a moment that no god could replicate.
Booths sit devoid of humans, already filled
with the voices of hundreds, learning to
love at once, in the form of lost coats
and sticky stains.
A woman, as textured as
the room she’s in, wrapped in cling-
wrap and foil from the counter, crams
herself between voices, enough to sit
comfortably and anticipate the bitter end.
A man, once familiar and now strangely foreign,
cuts through the sound and crowd to find
himself in her presence, slinking through the
heat and smell. This was his idea,
she must remember. A drink drowns the thought,
ice cold yet warmth-filling, yummy
and strangely salty on the tongue.
Dancing seems the only option,
yet he persists.
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