Mise en scène

Mise en scene

Here is the carcinogenic third act.
We rehearse our lines on racing forms and
shopping lists—daily double, vodka orange,
and—say it just like this—Sweet Cap Filter
Kings.  We have it down.  Take Wednesdays: Come to
Wellington’s after school and when I’m off
work we’ll knock ‘em dead.  See you then, okay? Continue reading “Mise en scène”