When She Was High At Dinner

[I]t was a real joy to watch her eat.

When She Was High At Dinner
Photo by Mario Verduzco / Unsplash

by Sean Ennis

she was so chatty and famished, all the best parts. We enjoyed trying new restaurants and we had eaten a lot of strange places together. Every picture I have of myself is taken across a table, framed by her French 75.  But when she was high at dinner, it was a real joy to watch her eat. She’d talk ardently about the perfect bite, fumbling with her fork, vinaigrette on her blouse. She preferred I say nothing. Then she’d  sway to the car saying, “the pins in the sky.” The stars, she meant. But also that she was high and happy and a bit hypnotized. Sometimes, I don’t think I wanted to live quite as much as she did.

Sean Ennis is the author of CUNNING, BAFFLING, POWERFUL (Thirty West) and HOPE AND WILD PANIC (Malarkey Books). He lives in Mississippi and more of his work can be found at seanennis.net