An Israeli pawnbroker on the Sunset Strip recalls you.
Begging for three dollars to buy a slice of pizza.
You made him so sad.

Says he almost started crying.
Remember when you were selling clumps of your hair on eBay?
An extracted molar of yours reached one hundred fifty dollars.
That tooth was pulled from the listings.
eBay restricts the sale of body parts.
And how did it feel?

When they spat you out?
When they spat on you?
I mean, just so suddenly, and you were nothing.
Nothing but a dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead star.
They didn’t care about you anymore, my friend.
Bankruptcy and muscle relaxants and I could’ve really helped you.
But I wasn’t even alive.

Myles Zavelo’s writing has appeared or is forthcoming in the following publications: The Alaska Quarterly Review, The Quarterless Review, Recliner Mag!, The Harvard Advocate, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, Nauseated Drive, Olney Magazine, The Bear Creek Gazette, Young Mag, Ligeia Magazine, Spectra Poets, Blue Arrangements, Forever Magazine, Expat Press, Apocalypse Confidential, Misery Tourism, Fugitives & Futurists, New York Tyrant Magazine, The Southampton Review, Tragickal, Maudlin House, Surfaces, SELFFUCK, The Drunken Canal, Silent Auctions Magazine, Animal Blood Magazine, Broad Street Magazine, Allegory Ridge, The Cobalt Review, Waxing and Waning, Ginosko Literary Journal, Underwood Press, Literary Bennington, 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE, Carcosa Magazine, Chaleur Magazine, Glimmer Train, Reflections, The Official Catalog of the Library of Potential Literature, New York Magazine, JONAH Magazine, and Hey, I’m Alive Magazine.

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