Watching a Virginia Boy Drink Jack Daniels in Chicago(AKA Wishing I Were Born in a Bottle): A Poem by Tawni Waters

That mouth.  I would die

to curl up on that tongue

like a cat on a rug.  The gap

between his teeth is a window

through which I can see all my

pent up lusts, the tormented teen

nights I stared up at the ceiling

whispering, “God,

don’t let me go blind,”

my fingers slick with

freshly-squeezed juices

of fleshy forbidden fruit.

Jesus Christ.  His eyes

meet mine.  Blueish silver.

Two new dimes.  But

that mouth.  What I wouldn’t

give to creep up a ladder

and sleep there, letting

his whiskey stained

breath ruffle my hair like

feathers on a bird in a

drawling Southern summer

breeze.  He smiles.  I

freeze.  He quotes

Faulkner.  I don’t hear.

Every word that drips

from those lips is

sex.


Tawni Waters
is a writer, actor, and gypsy. She has an MFA in Fiction Writing from the University of New Orleans. Her work has been published in Best Travel Writing 2010, Bridal Guide Magazine, Ft. Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel, Albuquerque Journal, Albion Review, ABQ Arts Magazine,So To Speak, and Conceptions Southwest, among others. She was a regular contributor Albuquerque’s East Mountain Telegraph. In 2010, she won the Grand Prize in the Solas Awards Travel Writing Competition. In 2009, she won the Editor’s Award for Fiction from Ellipses Magazine. Her novel, Empire of Dirt, is poised for international success, which is a euphemism for “has been rejected by every agent in the U.S. and three in Canada.” She lives in Phoenix, Arizona with her children and a menagerie of wayward animals. In her spare time, she humanely evicts spiders from her floorboards and plays Magdalene to a minor rock god.

 

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