(a blues ballad for my man)
__________by Rebecca Strait
This is a short story
About how I kicked my boyfriend out
I told him I wanted him gone
Didn’t care about his life or whereabouts.
I was so rude I said, “Baby….
You got to be gone by the end of this week.”
He was so shocked by my abrupt behavior
That, of course, he could not speak.
I must admit it because there was just
One thing that I didn’t have the courage to say:
“Honey, I am really wrestling
over whether or not I am gay.”
