KYSO Flash
Knock-Your-Socks-Off Art and Literature
Issue 2: Winter 2015
Micro-Fiction: 131 words [R]


by Alexis Rhone Fancher

“We never talk,” he said. “If my dick got soft, you wouldn’t even know me.” He gathered his clothes off the floor. His defection took me by surprise. “I feel like a stud horse,” he muttered. Like that was a bad thing. That last night we lay spooned in what I thought was the afterglow. For the first time since I’d left for college, I felt my life was together. He looked like Robert Redford, his body farmhand hard, already leathered; he smelled like sunlight on the plains. I called him “Nebraska,” and when I thought of him, I pictured him with a blade of straw between his teeth the exact color of his hair. We’d meet Wednesdays and Saturdays, screw our brains out. Sometimes I’d even cook him dinner.


—From How I Lost My Virginity to Michael Cohen: and other heart-stab poems (Sybaritic Press, 2014, Kindle edition); republished here by author’s permission

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