he curled up
on the floor
fetal position
& asked me,
“would you take care of me
if i had polio”
& i blurted
“no!”
i was nineteen
he was my first
real
boyfriend
& what?
now i’m nursing a polio
victim?
eventually
he left me
(shortly after i got
a cyst)
&
my heart was broken
all apart
& i was crying along
with neil diamond songs
for months
after
but
eventually
& thirty years later
it was all
just
a funny story.
an ex-fiance that got in touch with me recently, stirring up old stories.
first page of the new journal!
after posting about being a one trick pony, i tried to emulate david mack (one of my favorite artists.) i am not sure i was successful, but it is a change of pace.
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