Babies from a Candy
I am sitting around listening to the blues
with my wife.
Both very drunk.
When I tell her that something
would be like taking babies from a candy.
She pauses for a moment,
then corrects me.
“I thought I could let it go,”
she smiles.
“But I just can’t.”
We both laugh.
Polish off another bottle.
Tomorrow is going to hurt.
But tonight has been a fun one.
We stumble up to bed.
Neither of us brushing our teeth.
The sun will be up in a few hours.
I can hardly say the same about us.
Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author who lives in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage. His work has been published both in print and online in such places as: The New York Quarterly, Red Fez, Evergreen Review, The Literary Underground, Horror Sleaze Trash, Rusty Truck, Zygote in my Coffee, and The Oklahoma Review. He enjoys listening to the blues and cruising down the TransCanada in his big blacked out truck.
