I only ever read funny pieces at Open Mics

It’s been quite a while since I last went to one, but tonight I read at an Open Mic.

I wasn’t really nervous, but based on all of the pieces read before me, the theme of the evening seemed to be a dark, brooding, dramatic, I-hate-everything one (but every piece was extremely well-written, I might add).

So after a more-serious-than-usual piece and a professor who thanked everyone for sharing such deep topics with the crowd, I waltzed up and read a piece about a character who eats a too-hot taco, sloshes milk at his crotch, and makes dying seal noises as he runs through the sand.

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