I’m six
I’m going to be on Skipper Chuck
I’ve won a contest
a girl won first
I see two bikes
a pink and a blue
I’m so excited
I think I’ve won
that bike
this is the best day 
of my life
I’m with my
she squeezes 
my hand
I have to go
up on stage
in front of 
all the other kids
that fills me 
with terror

they laugh and point
I can’t stop thinking
about the bike
I’m standing on the stage
I wave
I’m wearing
a little Styrofoam hat
like a Mayor’s hat
my short pants 
don’t fit right
the first place girl
has won the bike

I win
a wardrobe from Sears
I want
to die
I wish I had never won
is the worst place of all
you have to go
up on stage
and you don’t
get a bike
this is the worst day
of my life
I hope
no one else
ever wins

Published by The Daily Drunk, December 2020
Glory and Grace
He disappeared again
I was sleeping
but something stirred 
me awake
the car was gone
the old panic
set in
call, call
text, text
track the iPhone
near the airport
I know better
but I go anyway
bleary eyed
a sex club
or technically
a video store
someone’s getting
fucked on the screen
men in silhouette
jerk in rhythm
I track the phone
beep beep beep
in there
a man motions
the booths
connected by
a glory hole
a cock widthdraws

and he’s there
caught in remorse
the red sweatshirt
stuffs the opening
let’s go
he shakes
we have breakfast
we move
from glory hole
to grace

Published by Tealight Press, September 2020

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