They Worked Together, In New York
“Most people are Virgos – know why?” I do. Nine months before September is commonly cold; nowhere to go but bed. The I.T. guy thinks he’s flirting but now I’m just picturing my parents.
We are so many, they economize. One cake only – sheet, naturally – with plastic balloons and red and blue frosting. Children’s cake. We begin to reveal our birth dates around the break room, and I fade away.
Later, the liquor store clerk pity-frowns at my I.D. “Man,” he says, “bet your birthday sucks.” I got nothing to add, except at least I’m around to celebrate it.
From Guest Contributor Vera Duffy
Vera is a semi-retired Mexican wrestler living in Los Angeles. Her work has appeared in Puppet Terror magazine and the L.A. Alternative Press.