Superman in my Mind:
Carlos lights up a cigarette, heavy glow, an island of red in blackness. The band plays on behind the walls, muffled but strong.
“They’re pretty good” he says as he takes a drag. Newborn smoke from pink lungs curls in the sputtering streetlight.
Anxiety is getting to Carlos. This woman is alien to him.
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