“NOTHING HERE YET.
THAT’S PART OF THE RHYTHM.”
The dress code did not include a van.
It was parked slightly crooked.
Expensively so.
The van disagreed.
So did the shoes.
They both had excellent timing.
SOUP & SEX-LIFE.
The Chef’s Wink.
I think I heard the van door open; it could do with some oil!
Not why—
just that…
it wasn’t there anymore.
SOUP & SEX-LIFE.
The Chef’s Wink.
If the explanation suddenly gets weird, confusing,
or people’s eyes glaze over…
narwhal–skunk–aardvark interruptus.
SOUP & SEX-LIFE.
The Chef’s Wink.
SOUP & SEX-LIFE.
The Chef’s Wink.