So We’re All a Little Fucked Up
By Daniel Romo


It ended poorly. She told me I lifted
weights too much and to get past my
insecurity. I was never completely
honest with her, neglecting to say
the sand kicked in my face wasn’t
metaphorical, but wrote its
way into my life nonetheless.
Though I did make it known I was
tired of tasting vomit-strewn kisses.
“If this is what a size 4 does to you,
go back to being fat!” And that was that.


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Daniel Romo teaches high school Creative Writing, and lives in Long Beach, CA. He is an MFA candidate in poetry at Antioch University, and thinks gray sky the utmost inspiration. More of his writing can be found at danielromo.wordpress.com/ (Peyote Soliloquies)<