Rebecca Sidoti

2014

 

 

 

So nervous, my body began to feel like it wasn’t really mine

He smelt of whiskey and smoke, had the coldest hands I’d ever held

He said so much but my brain was louder than his voice

I couldn't hear him ask if I were okay

 

His words muffled and blended into my ears

While his hand grazed the skin on my shoulder

His fingers crept to the back on my neck

Skin bubbling with goose bumps

 

My brain set on fire.

 

He had a way like that—

His fingers were matches

Hovering the puddles of static gasoline

That drowned my mind

 

Finally, a feeling with force

A feeling with desire

Finally a feeling at all

 

Shaking fingers unravel my clothes

His tongue exploring my skin

 

I closed my eyes

I let him in