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Bubbles:

 

Your fingers are wrapped around a cold glass. Bubbles

cascade up its sides, inside. Through clear liquid, you see

your fingers and feel them grip the sides, tightly enough

to pick up the glass. Suspend it. The muscles of your arm

 

contract and tendons tense and sinews strain, slightly, just

enough to raise the glass. Nothing else moves. Light

is coming from a bulb in a lamp on the table where

your glass rested. You look away to see if the glass

 

will stay in your hand if you don’t watch. Success.

Only your arm and your eyes are moving. People

sit and look at each other, glance at you. The glass

is moving up to your mouth. You part your lips

 

and let the liquid fall, just a little. The bubbles pop, cool

on your tongue. You look around the room. The glass

moves back to the coaster—that’s the word.

Your feel your tongue rise. Can you now talk?

 

 

 

 

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