“86 Jersey” by Abbie Leavens

86 Jersey

By: Abbie Leavens
Girls know how to do that—
Flaunt their breasts
through their blouses,
learn how to smile,
how to sexy-scowl
at the Neanderthal
with the number 86 Jersey.
He is staked, a little sweaty.
His handprint, a coaster
for the next Bud Light bottle.
When he leaves for the bathroom to piss of his night
he shoots you a look like
you’d better not leave without me,
but you do.
This isn’t a happy ending, small town.
You know he has your number.
You know you answer every time.