Photo by cottonbro on

Toward the end of 6th grade,
on a school field trip, 

much larger than I, 

grabbed me hard by the throat 
and kissed me full on the lips. 

I recoiled in horror 
and wiped my mouth of it. 

She's gone now, 
and she never gave me another.

Some nights, 
late and alone in the dark,

I long for one more,

but, it was a once in a lifetime event.

from the Wonderments and Such collection

. . . j

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