i grew up in a neighborhood that was heavily italian.
i was in sixth grade.
i knew nothing about nothing.
i was such a brain dead child that i rode my bike everywhere all day all the time and didnt need water.
maybe id have a glass of hawaiian punch IF IT WAS THERE
somehow the girls knew exactly what was going on because suddenly there was a party one night
we all showed up and there were all these games id never played
light as a finger, stiff as a board
crazy bloody mary
and of course spin the bottle.
before i knew it i was in a bathroom with one of my best friend’s girlfriend.
shes the one with the feathered hair on the far left of the photo above.
he was sick, but there she was in the circle for spin the bottle
and suddenly there she was in the bathroom with me.
and she shut off the light
and my life was forever changed.
when i got home my mom thought i was on drugs.