A suburban street, the western sky a citrus haze.––John and Martin discuss the new neighbors.––The new neighbors have moved in next door to John and Martin and have invited the couple over to their bungalow for dinner.––John wants to go but Martin doesn't.––The new neighbors, a man and a woman with a small frowning child, barely moved any possessions in when they arrived and didn't seem to leave the house much.––John convinces Martin to accept the invitation and on his way home from the firm Martin stops and buys a bottle of wine as a welcome gift.––John, who works from home, can sometimes see the small frowning child playing alone in the unmowed front lawn, arms out like airplane wings, the frowning child making lazy circles in the hard afternoon sunlight.––The night arrives for the dinner and neither John nor Martin can decide how formally to dress but both decide on a variant of business casual with the new season's fashionable warm palettes and wools and tweeds.––John and Martin close and lock their own front door, and decide to walk down the driveway to the sidewalk rather than cutting across lawns.––After they knock and Martin cricks his neck, still a little uneasy, the door opens, and the woman who answers it, someone John and Martin had never seen before, looks at them both for a long time.
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holds a dual art and writing MFA from CalArts. He also edits the very small writing and art magazines Public Access
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