
The Host- I heard her on the radio every now and then and just kind of laughed to myself. The last time I saw her was outside of a bar in a run down part of town. I have frequented bars since I was 15 but never drank at them until I was 20. Well I was not yet 20. I was at this bar with a friend because they had open mike poetry reading. Never read anything. Just listened for the truths other people dished out. Anyway she was walking in as we were walking out. She asked me where why we were leaving so early. I made up some bullshit that said nothing about the fact that we were leaving because they were actually carding that night. See you later. As we walked away I explained this whole story and why I was surprised she recognized me. I figured since she was a dj, she knew lots of people and would not remember me getting drunk at her house years previous. It still surprises me that she remembered me. [name unknown]
The Perv - At an arts festival in the same part of town. Same street even. He was with some friends of a friends mother. It seemed like we were both doing everything we could to not look at each other. I know I wanted nothing to do with that fuck. [name unknown]
and something that always comes to mind here....
"I ain't no poet. If I was I'd be dead by now"-Roger Manning