January 9, 2023 | Poetry
Wine-Induced Laughing Fit
Danielle Chelosky
“you’re bad at finishing beverages that aren’t alcoholic,” you told me
“you’re bad at finishing beverages that aren’t alcoholic,” you told me
Our hypothetical date tomorrow is at a show for the band Tennis. I have never heard of them, but I trust him. I say I will work my magic to get us in.
The night before Easter he ties his belt around my neck and gives it to me to hold.
My writing professor said to me that in order to get better, you had to dismantle the person you were, because that person was killing you. I kept wondering: Why did a killer love me?