How Easy It Was To Attempt To Mate on Saturday nights, when my friends and I made prank calls from my parents’ bedroom as they dozed downstairs by the flickering T.V. We were certain that our opening phrase Can I speak to your son? would yield a boy under twenty-one but over thirteen. We were virgins dreaming of interlocking tongues, hips that rocked against zippered jeans. On our end of the line, joy upon finding a boy named George just shy of sixteen who agreed to meet by the wetlands on our dead-end street. Laurie and I were lookouts as George’s fingers engulfed Val’s ebony mane. For a long time they sucked face behind a curtain of reeds, moonlight blue through opaque clouds. Like the clouds, they parted as quickly as they merged, pinpricks of light guiding us back to my room, where we opened a stash of mini-liquor bottles, French kissing the backs of our hands. All this practice taught us, years later, that boys still charmed like elephants—the long sway of trunk and rhythmic swish of tail, stroking and feeding themselves what they needed. Its magnetic pull was never enough, but we were never ashamed by the thrill and sway.
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Susan Michele Coronel lives in New York City. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in publications including Spillway 29, The Inflectionist Review, Gyroscope Review, Prometheus Dreaming, Redivider, and One Art. One of her poems was runner-up for the 2021 Beacon Street Poetry Prize. She received a 2021 Pushcart nomination for a poem that appeared in Tab Journal. She just completed her first full-length poetry manuscript.