by katyhuff

The sealegs and hiccups of drunkenness are alleviated by lying lateral, but the slicing tinnitis in my eardrums rises lofty above the pizza in my belly when my muscles grow still. Too cold, my shoulders clench, frozen with goosebumps under the covers, but the wine is no match for Wisconsin, and outside today’s sunny snowmelt is freezing clear and hard, black and sinister against the asphalt in the in the night air.