Open House

Steel bands constrict my brow,

Invisible fingers grip the tendons of my neck,

One thumb grinds into my right eye socket,

As my mouth stretches into a manic smile,

Showing too many teeth.

Teenage sweat wafts through overcrowded halls.

The indeliable first impression of

Open House.

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