On a dare
I slunk by you
smoky eyeliner
tight jeans
pierced belly

Took a stool
Bartender
I’ll have
what
he has
on him

Watched you
in the mirror
crowded by bottles
You glanced
I wet my lips

Hey baby
you said
Hey baby
I said
my best
bedroom voice

Come
a little bit closer
Tonight I’m feeling
a
bit
felonious.

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Dori Owen

Dori Owen is a storyteller, writing from small town Arizona, after living a few decades in California as an LA Wild Child, with a brief stop in Reno. She settled into grownup life as a project manager, collecting an MBA and a few husbands along the way. She is a shown artist and her favorite pastime is upcycling old furniture and decor she finds from thrift stores. She lives with the cat who came to visit but stayed. The love of her life is her grown son who lives in Portland, Oregon. Her essays and poems have been published in RAW&UNFILTERED VOL I, StigmaFighters Vol 2, and Love Notes From Humanity. Her blogs have been featured on The Lithium Chronicles, Open Thought Vortex, Sudden Denouement, and The Mighty.

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