her diary the other day.
i shouldn't have been looking for it
in her closet
buried beneath
handbags
and books, clothes
and shopping bags,
but i felt
the urge to dig a little deeper
into who i was
hitching my
wagon to.
in the diary
going back to high school
she had
a list of all the men she ever
made love
to.
rating each with a four star
rating
system.
after reading about a hundred
names,
there i was,
not the last name on the list
in chronological
order, but near
the end,
maybe sixth or fifth
from the last one,
next to Sam,
our next door neighbor,
who only got one star,
but she gave me four stars so
i felt better
about it.
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