Texas Man Slain by Champagne Cork
The danger was not the restless
gator he cradled around Jake’s
Liquor, drunk and merry down the
aisles, twin black pearls of reptile
eyes, or the category 4 roiling the
gulf as bottles jittered in his cart,
or the store clerk’s finger on a trigger,
or the engine idling in the lot— his
pickup waiting to whisk them off to
the party where a weightless cork
would pop and strike his temple.
About the Author
Woods Nash is Assistant Professor of Bioethics and Medical Humanities at the Fertitta Family College of Medicine, University of Houston. His poems and essays have been published by the Bellevue Literary Review, Journal of the American Medical Association, Louisville Review, Academic Medicine, Journal of Medical Humanities, and elsewhere. He serves as co-chair of Off Script: Stories from the Heart of Medicine, a twice-annual medical storytelling event that has been hosted by numerous venues in Houston, Texas.
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