Dinner for One By Amaury Genao
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Why doesn't my room whisper?

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Dinner for One By Amaury Genao

It's silent at night, an inaudible evening Why doesn't my room whisper? Only the thin t.v. hums at times cutting through the dense stillness with pointless sales commercials and obnoxious fictional realities

A chilled glass of aged rum diminishes the hours and slurs bundles of minutes bringing the next tepid morning closer; carpool, coffee, work then back to spelunking in the inner depth of my tiny gray apartment No one else has slid opened my door in a while

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