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My first mistake. Deserted beach.
Add one lovesick simple soul.
Top with selfish bitch and stir.
Party time. Dishevelled
bedding and melted ice.
Detached object of mute adoration.
Cigarillos in the ashtray.
God Almighty! My name forever
captured for posterity in bits of blue,
bold as brass on burly biceps.
The horror, the shame…
Awash with queasy guilt
as the great puppy
was chastened, sent away.
My first mistake. Deserted beach.
Add one lovesick simple soul.
Top with selfish bitch and stir.
Susan R. Morritt is a writer, visual artist and musician from Waterford, Ontario, Canada. Her prose, poetry and visual art appear in various journals including 34 Orchard Journal, The Rabbit Hole Writers Co-op Anthology VI, The Speckled Trout Review, Third Estate Art Decapitate Journal, and Does It Have Pockets. She was short-listed for The Staunch Short Fiction Prize, and long-listed for The Redbud Writing Project Coppice Prize, as well as others. Susan is a former racehorse trainer who has worked extensively with livestock.