Captured

By Cathleen Conway

I was 17 years when I wrote this poem:
New Year’s Eve, a blue moon,
after giving my boyfriend a blow job
on my brother’s bed
because his bedroom had MTV.

“I want to capture your eternal love and faithfulness,” I wrote.

After break, back at school in Creative Writers’ Club,
Ms Demuth-Lutze critiqued the poem with a lesson about telling.
She said I had to show these abstract concepts.
“How do you show love and faithfulness?” she asked.
“How do you capture it?”

Well. That was the whole problem.

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