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The Right to Privacy

by Don Pizarro

Every day, I come home from work and hear you two screaming next door, breaking dishes and furniture and sometimes each other while your toddler wails. And if I can't drown it out with the TV and a beer, I stuff in the earbuds and crank up the iPod, too. That way, I can always be honest with the cops. "No, I really couldn't hear what was going on over there, sorry." You may never know what I do for you, but that's all right. It's a matter of principle.

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Don Pizarro, author of Thick and Thin, lives in upstate NY. His writing has appeared online at McSweeney's, American Nerd, and Byzarium.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Excellent writing.

Sparkyfirepants said...

We're actually not fighting. It's a tape we play to drown out the sex noises. Sorry about that. ;)

Great piece!

Don P. said...

Thanks, folks! :)

RomanceWriter said...
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RomanceWriter said...

LOL at the matter of principal line.

I love the tone of this one.