by Dawn Corrigan
We're sitting at the kitchen table having a conversation about kissing. Everyone is laughing at Vicky for kissing the air instead of planting one firmly on the face in a family kiss. Maryann theorizes it's impossible for both kissers to land on the face in a cheek-to-cheek kiss. One of them - let's call her the kissee - will always miss and wind up out in space. Testing procedures ensue and Maryann's theory is found to be correct. Then further refinements are added - an older sibling will always dominate a younger, for example, and get to the cheek first.
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Dawn Corrigan's fiction and poetry have appeared recently or are forthcoming at The Smoking Poet, The Raging Face, Insolent Rudder, Steel City Review, and elsewhere. Her nonfiction appears regularly at The Nervous Breakdown.