there is a tittle on my eye

It’s been there all day. It doesn’t hurt. But I can see it. I see it on index cards, ice, juice. I see it double in juice. I’m flipping through the channels and there’s a Spanish show called Día tras Día, and I see it double, in long streaks. I rub my eyes and flip ahead and then it’s gone. My wife comes home from work and my eyes are all red. She probably thinks I’m stoned. “I keep seeing tittles,” I say. And she says, “Yeah right.” She probably thinks I meant titties. I see it double in titties.

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Title by: ichelpy
Story by: Nick

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