Come Back to Me...I swear I've Matured by Leah Damski
No more smacking greasy chinese noodles against my lips. No more belching the ABC's. And no more outrageous claims, like how I coined the phrase "Whoooaaa, Nelly!" I slice my Twix bar into pieces atop our finest china with my fork and knife, and imagine you coming home to me.
Leah Damski's work can be read at smithmag.net and njop.blogspot.com. She is an editor at Shofar Literary Review, an electronic Jewish Literary Magazine. Her dream in life is to write fortune cookies.
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2 comments:
whoah nelly that was clever. who could ever leave the author in the first place???
Good point.......