Absense

you use your spirituality to break into my sexuality; you are dirty. You break your Ramadan fast to do kissy kissy but you don't drink. You're disgusting. Or it's me that's disgusting. Yes, it's me.

A little reverie of a dream job that will open due to retirement. This is where my personality kicks in. Once you have me around, how can you live without? That is what I'm trying to convey. I'm such a blast; nothing offensive or weird or old-fashioned about me, you know, not like the current teacher. (place face here)

A blind man crosses the street. It is pouring rain. You make me laugh and spit cool aid out of my mouth. My active ankle came in the mail; Now I can play volleyball in joy. I thought, Gee, i am crazy about volleyball in a way that makes me insane. Like Kimmy clark, those blotches all over her toothpick legs. You are so ugle. ugly. But I hugged you fakely. You threatened to retire due to us; because we lost all the time. The Mazzotta era was over; D.C's boobs so big we couldn't see over the net. She said, "Guys, I can't take it anymore," One of us stifled a laugh. Most of high school was spent concealing laughter, come to think of it. Trying so hard not to laugh. Or asking to be excused and going in the girls room. to laugh.