Old flames

Hearing from an old boyfriend out of the blue can be somewhat disconcerting. It can be easy to forget just why the charming sexy-voiced person on the other end of the phone was put into the past tense. Unless you are a poet and have written poems about said ex and can reference them for easy memory prompts/failure flash cards.

Here's one such flash card. It's from my poetry series, poems with titles just as long as, or longer than, the poem, previously published in The Consequence of Wings On Angels and Monsters (and Other Winged Things) :


Craig Takes Me To a Topless Bar and While I Am Appalled, Being the Good Girl That I Am, I Promise Him That I Can Make Anything Beautiful If I Want To — I Can Take An Ugly Experience and Turn It Into Poetry
By Annette Marie Hyder

He took me
to a breast garden
his eyes, twin butterflies
flitted from flower to flower.

 

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