A is for the age of 28, when I met you at a
bar.
C is for the conversations we shared over
drinks.
E is for the eleven bottles we each
finished.
G is for the generous tip left before following you
home.
I is for the inner dialogue I should have listened to from the
jump.
K is for the Kettle One you poured to keep me
loose.
M is for the moves you made when kissing my
neck.
O is for the opportune moment to
puke.
Q is for the question “Am I really doing this?” that I asked myself
repeatedly.
S is for the surrender of showing you my
tits.
U is for the ultimatum you gave my
vagina.
W is for the wife who no longer aroused
you.
Z is for the zealous consequences of ruining a marital bed.
Heather Joy lives near the Atlantic Ocean even though she can’t swim, enjoys pop culture yet avoids social media, and is a vegetarian who eats red meat. Contradictions aside, her literary debut won first place in the Sexuality & Relationships category for the 2025 Indie Reader Awards. Learn more at mmmmheatherjoy.com.