BLUBBERY LIPSThe first time I saw Clarissa I was fascinated by her bright blue eyes and her blubbery lips that seemed to contain a little bubble of trapped spit between them. I remember finding myself entranced as I waited my turn in line at the local coffee shop. From my vantage, I could see every detail of this fascinating woman. I think it was then – at that exact moment – I fell in love with her. Although she carried her blubbery lips in a metal container strapped around her neck – one that resembled a type of dog bowl – she was able to speak, her voice somehow arising from within the bowl like a clever ventriloquist's trick. No one paid any attention to her: All they wanted were donuts and a cup of coffee. For them, as for most of us, life no longer held any mystery, but was rather a
