Read the rough draft here. Even though this version isn't the final version.
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I’m
swirling a sip
of
some wine
in
a wide mouth Manson jar—
and
we are still
breaking
up over two day old
birthday
pizza.
Then
I said, “I tried
to
drink an entire bottle of wine.”
But
I had a performance to remember.
You
asked if I slept with your brother.
So
I stopped
on
the fifth pour— when my face got hot
and
I could just barely see
the
script.
After
the show,
I
ended up burning your socks
and
set of paintbrushes.
And
even more in that fire,
I
knew what I had done too.
-sonja lynn mata
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