Photo Story: Dan Needs Sober Friends

Image of a backlit crowd at a concert.She screams toward him: “There are faces…” points adamantly “…in the lights!”

“Yeah, you mentioned that.”

Her eyes close; dancing increases, impossibly not to the beat. Dan doesn’t even dance, yet his every move here is syncopated.

Drinking his water: drink drink drink drink.

Washing his hands: sink sink sink sink.

“Faces!” She’s maniacal. “In the fucking lights!”

It’s dirty. Loud. The DJ isn’t great; were any of them? Total strangers are bumper cars. She loves it.

Groping herself now: “the FUH-uh-uh-uh KING-ing-ing-ing LIGH-igh-igh-ights!”

The corner exit sign winks in welcoming red.

A plan is forming: think think think think.

Patrick Grewe works as an accountant in Texas. This is the first time his writing has been published in something other than a financial statement.

Photo credit: David Shankbone

One Response to “Photo Story: Dan Needs Sober Friends”

  1. Denise Bayes says:

    Love the repetition in this which gives a rhythm to the piece like the music we cannot hear in the photo. Wonder what the idea will be following the exit sign?

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