Time warping 60’s hotdogs and the slide of touchdown bikinis crossing the line as everyone watched replay. Beatles blasting Revolver while palm reader languished over Silver Surfer. 10$ a pop for the future.
Psychedelic Sarah 16. Mother taught palmistry.
Armless man, Vietnam casualty, approached wanting palm read. Sarah graciously took invisible hand in hers, like a cloud touching the sky, and gave forecast.
She felt ghost limb, trauma of it, way it moved around a gun like bullet war ballet.
His tears fell, passing through the place his hand once was.
The song “Rain,” coming from Lennon, played in the distance.