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Displaying dental work,
they bark at each other’s jokes.
High fives every five minutes.
Tactile approbation abounds.
they bark at each other’s jokes.
High fives every five minutes.
Tactile approbation abounds.
If this was Vonnegutian satire,
they could be a duprass
among the team players
of their corporate karass.
They live next door, cook out,
and vacation together. They respect
the institution of marriage by not hitting
on each other’s wives—whom they detest
anyway.
They also detest each other
in a sort of bro-love which mirrors
their own self-loathing. It’s the source
a perpetually adrenalized state of being
that the professional ranks call drive.
R. A. Allen
About the Author
R. A. Allen’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in the New York Quarterly, RHINO, The Penn Review, B O D Y, The Los Angeles Review, The Hollins Critic, Cloudbank, and elsewhere. He has nominations for The Pushcart Prize and the Best of the Net 2020. He has short stories in publications such as The Literary Review, The Barcelona Review, PANK, and Best American Mystery Stories 2010. R. A. lives in Memphis and was born on the same day the Donner Party resorted to cannibalism: December 26th.