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Saturday, November 1, 2014

PAD - Day 1. Game Over

Charles Rondeau




Game Over

they were sixteen
he called her Miss Piggie
she called him a Grunt
they stopped riding and
found a spot away from
everybody - alone -
he tickled, they rolled
in the summer grass
their bikes flung wheels
spinning for a long while
she laughed so hard her
breath caught - he smelled
like cherries they'd eaten on
the ride - he tickled harder
and then - m
                    o
                      v
                        e
                          d
one hand grabbing burst breasts
naked in the sun his other hand
pinning her arms over her head -
they were alone
when the laughter
stopped forever
and the sweet
scent of
cherries
soured




12 comments:

  1. So vivid, so economical, so powerful, so devastating!

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  2. A very dreadful end for the lovers:(

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  3. Happiness turns to devastation in such a short time! Enjoyed the way you told this story, Pearl.

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  4. Oh! I was not prepared. When are we ever? Very well done.

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  5. What a sharp and powerful contrast between the happy beginning and the tragic ending! Very well-done.

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  6. A great way to tell the tale and caution against force.

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  7. The sorrow of far to many girls… I know this story.

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  8. Oh, this is devastating...such happiness, and then the change, when the "laughter stopped forever".

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  9. Whoa! what an erotic problem! You write such interesting stuff :-)
    ZQ

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  10. How sad to have a precious jewel in your hand only to needlessly throw it away without thinking. This is a powerful poem that should be widely read by teenagers.

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