Wide open, it is. (pause) Wide like Betty’s mouth (laugh), remember Betty Davis? Betty? Betty Davis with her mouth ajar, or Mabry, Betty Mabry with her mouth ajar, Mabry, no, it’s Davis, I should call her Davis, Miles didn’t treat her well, he didn’t treat women well, did you know, for a year he treated her badly, and twenty years her senior, the name Davis belongs to her, I’ll call her Davis, but do you remember that photo of her with her bottom teeth showing, her right breast leaning into the center, remember? In Vibe with her legs apart? How could you not? It was in Vibe or Ebony or something, you don’t remember her straddling the motorcycle in the (sucks teeth), the zebra-print leotard and those sheer stockings, the fingers all painted red, a dark red, not a light red, a dark red, and her hair reaching up high, with all that metallic eye shadow and the opened nostrils, her shoulders covered with feathers?

Um, I don’t think I remember that—