Are you over him yet? Or are you going to take this one to the grave?
|34thParallel Magazine||Jun 11|
One night Eddy comes to my place. “Pete’s getting married,” he says, sticking his hand between my legs. Even though my bed is sacred, a place I swore no man would lie in ever again, save the one who loves me, I let Eddy in it. When he is done with what he does, he drops right off, but the neighbor’s electronic bug zapper keeps me awake.
MURKY AS THE EYE …