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Deborah Bradford

Boyfriend (Revisited)


He never was a good kisser,

but I am an actress

and I believe he needs me.


I put my hands in his short hair.

My fingers are surprised,

     they thought they remembered



So, Iím the one that got away?

My nod is a lie, but a white one,



The next is bigger, purple,

an eggplant. Iíve never stopped

thinking of you.


I hate eggplant.

It is soggy, mushy,



Deborah Bradford is an adjunct professor at Central Connecticut State University and Tunxis Community College, and Assistant Editor of Tuesday; An Art Project. Her work has recently appeared in The Washington Post, The Connecticut Review, The Writing Disorder and Big Land, Big Sky, Big Hair (Dos Gatos Press, 2008).