No Love Lost. by Jenny S.

when i was sixteen

i collected cans of beer

by stealing one a day

from my dad’s stash

once i had a twelve-pack

i would start drinking

one night i drank

all twelve beers

and ended up at

a party with you

the last thing i remember

is puking on the sidewalk

while grabbing on to my

best friend’s leg

right before that, i recall

your dick in my face,

more than once or twice,

your hand pushing

my head into yours,

and me feeling a

sharp pain in my neck

from resisting

you broke up with me

a week before that

said you didn’t think

you deserved someone

like me

so instead

you made me weep

like a little girl

whose daddy

never loved her

is that why you hung

yourself twenty-six

years later, after cheating

on your wife with her

best friend, leaving

behind three kids,

a dog, and two cats,

because you didn’t

think you deserved

me?

Jenny S. is a poet from Chicago. She currently resides under a rock and only comes out when she can smell the coffee brewing. Her work has been sparsely published in various e-zines and print journals. She also reads and records other poets' work, which she shares on her YouTube channel, Jenny S. Poetry Readings.

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