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You were a man in an office filled with gossiping ladies. Every morning you put on pinstripes and sensible loafers and drove off to corporate America. When you left the house you were ringless, but at night you came home with a married man’s finger. On the walls of your cubicle: photos of your kid sister so you wouldn’t have to tell all those women about your live-in boyfriend. Me.

 

 

 

Adrian S. Potter writes poetry and short fiction. He’s author of the fiction chapbook Survival Notes (Červená Barva Press, 2008) and winner of the 2014 Lebanon Poets’ Society Free Verse Poetry Contest. Publication credits include The Poet’s Touchstone, I-70 Review, Siren and burntdistrict. Additional propaganda is at http://adrianspotter.squarespace.com/.

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