Posted in Poetry

Selfie Culture

The only known
record of me, taking a selfie:
it was with that guy Sam, the rape-y
one.

I saw it on the internet.

I dunno, I guess I find it interesting; no one
really knows how these things are made.
I just thought I should tell you—I didn’t
mean any harm by it.

One minute you’re getting
a good blow job

and the next

WHA-BAM!

you’re in cuffs
on the ground.

-09.29.17

Author:

Trying to find the right words.

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