by S. Craig Renfroe, Jr.
My girlfriend can touch her eyeball. If she eases her finger toward her eyelids wide, eyebrow arched, she can keep from blinking, her finger pressed right against the moist surface of eyeball. She rolls it around. She likes to discuss our relationship this way, finger literally poked in her eye socket, like a gun to her head, because she knows it freaks me out and I’ll do anything for her to stop. Tell me you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, she says. I close my eyes and tell her we should see other people.
S. Craig Renfroe, Jr. is the author of the short story collection You Should Get That Looked At. He teaches writing at Queens University of Charlotte and blogs at I Don't Know What I'm Talking About.