Nice little Friday night…

Nice little Friday night surprise; a college student sent me a note asking if she could use one of my poems, "Under the Skin," for her speech performance. She'll even send me a recording of the performance. Cool beans.

"I sent an e-mail to my old lovers
to long-term relationships,
brief flings,
one-night stands.
Most of my old lovers are white.

I asked them questions:

"When we had sex,
did you think about my skin,
the contrast with yours?"
"Did it bother you?"
"Did it excite you?"..."

And once again, we see why your momma warned you to never date a writer...