goddamn, he was ugly,
I thought, lying in the bath
looking at the picture
on the
back cover.
I'd never seen his
photograph before.
sure, I'd have fucked him,
even at 73,
but would he have
fucked me,
even drunk?
hell, probably
not.
I reached for the towel,
smiled to myself.
lit another cigarette,
got the
carpet
wet.
Michelle McGrane
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