11 December 2012

Dream Date

I admit it. I was out
of my league. I had never
ever even heard of a moth

auction before. Never mind
been to one. My date had her
own magnifying glass. I’m

not kidding. She knew what she
was doing. I didn’t know
anything, so I just watched

the crowd mill around. Not true.
After I touched one, I watched
the crowd. Strike that. Once I got

caught touching the big blue one,
I started watching the crowd.
Not sure if my date was more

angry that I had far more
exotic and expensive
eye makeup on my finger-

tips than she had on her eye-
lids or that my fingers looked
like those of a preschooler.

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