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It’s hot in my room. I’ve had a lot of coffee. Perhaps I’m seeing things.

Subsequently, I’m going a tad askew for today’s Story of the Day. Darby Larson’s short story, taken from The Collagist, is just what I needed on this too-warm Tuesday:

“The boy meets Rocky in a bar and Rocky asks him if he’s seen Edward Scissorhands and the boy says no, leave me alone and Rocky says, Yo Adrian, because she just walked in. The boy goes outside and lies down next to the girl in the middle of the road. They watch the moon move across the sky. The girl asks the boy why he is a bastard. The boy gives her ten rings and says, Wear these. The boy gives the girl a hairclip with a snail on it and says, Wear this. The girl wears everything the boy wants him to. The girl gets up and walks to the nearest phone booth. The girl is drunk.”