When I was six years old
I sat at a yellow table
With my classmates.
Over the months
I grew attached to the table
And when it was time to rotate
To another seat
I cried into my mom's leg
With a face full of snot.
My teacher had no choice
But to let me stay at the yellow table.
For the rest of kindergarden
I watched my classmates move on
While I stayed comfortably
At the yellow table.
My first crush was a girl named Becky
In my science class
In seventh grade.
Her ears were enormous
And I thought
That since she was weird too
We could be together.
I snuck her into
An R rated movie--
Or so I thought.
It turned out to be
An animated movie
About a rabbit
Who was self-conscious
About his ears.
She thought I was being passive-aggressive
About her ears
So she ran out of the theatre
In tears
And never answered
My instant messages
Online.
In freshman year
Of high school
I had my first drink.
It tasted like stale bread
Blended in water
But I drank it anyway
And watched
As classmates made friends
With one-another
And I played Gaia online
With my Canadian girlfriend
Who was actually my boyfriend
But I didn't know that.
Also he was gay
Which is fine
Cause I am too
But we broke up
Because I'm a girl
And he's a guy
And I'm gay
And he's gay too.
I visited my Canadian girlfriend
Who was actually my boyfriend
Who I broke up with
Because he was gay
And I'm gay.
We sat in a hotel room
In silence
Watching infomercials
For products
We would never buy.
I left the next day
Without saying a word
But at the very least
I had visited Toronto
So that was pretty cool.
I tried out
For the volleyball team
In junior year
Of high school.
I got smacked in the face
With the ball
And lost a tooth.
My classmates gasped
And some laughed
So I laughed too--
Hysterically so
With blood dripping from my mouth
Until the gym got quiet
And the school nurse
Took me away.
My first real girlfriend
Was named July
But she was born in August
So I felt like her parents
Were sabotaging her
From the start.
They told her
She could never be anything
But I told her
She could be whatever
She wanted to be
And that her parents
Could rot in hell.
We walked to the mall
On the train tracks
And she told me
To stand there with her
Until a train arrived
And it was her and I
Until the end.
I told her I needed
To catch another train
And got the hell out of there.
I got into college
And spent the next four years
Drinking alone
While pretending
I loved anyone.
After graduation
I got a job
Working in sales.
I fell in love again
This time
With my manager
Who loved me back.
We made love
Until her husband arrived
And shot himself
In the head.
Let's just say
I found another job
In another town
In another country.
I moved to Canada
And tried to catch up
With my Gaia online girlfriend
Who was really my ex-boyfriend
But it turns out
He had killed himself
Last year.
Oops.
Now a Canadian
My apparent heart defects
Could be treated
Practically for free
But I wasn't sure
I wanted them to be.
I worked in PR
For a company
That fell through the cracks
And dragged me down with it.
I was broke
And unemployed
So I spent my time
Making sock puppet movies
That only got 10 views
On YouTube.
At forty years old
I became homeless
And roamed the streets
Of Toronto
Doing puppet shows
For quarters.
I became a viral sensation
After being filmed
By a liberal arts major
The video was called
“Homeless Woman's Puppet Marxist Critique”.
I was on Ellen
And got a free house
That I couldn't afford
The taxes on.
When I was sixty years old
I had a fatal heart attack
In my empty home
After watching an exciting episode
Of The Price Is Right.
It was at that moment
That I realized
Nothing in life
Had intrinsic value
And that I would die alone.
Thank god.
Matt Lee was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning he breaks his legs and every afternoon he breaks his arms. At night, he lies awake looking at memes and writing until the heart attacks put him to sleep.
Matt is a broadcasting major at Millersville University. His interests include writing short stories, poetry, screenplays, and respecting the Oxford comma.