Sunny’s summer

I just finished Face Timing with Sunny, one of Lisa and my roommates. She’s an edgy half-a-laugh, and I can’t wait to see her in person. Sunny’s a slipa and a seductive gadabout - this poem is about her summer: She’s a treacherous lover whose infidelities could populate a city of confessions. Apparently, the streets we ignorantly travel, are crowded with immediate, sordid, physical wants. And Sunny, she can see them, like blinking neon bar lights, feel them, like radio waves the rest of us monkeys miss. Does she seduce the Waffle House waitress (in the restroom), the professor (in the closet), the Urban Outfitter salesgirl (dressing room), the dental receptionist (supply room), the bar girl who rejects everyone else that hits on her (backroom), or do they seduce her? “How do you know?” I asked her once. “I know,” she said, nonchalantly purring like a big, Serengeti cat after a kill. Now, you might ask - it’s legit - how do I know these trysts are real? Well, at school, she brings a different girl to her room almost every night. They pass through our common area quietly, on the way to her room. And, like you and all of us - she carries a camera - and uses it. Her cloud archive is an erotic, deep dive into a hidden America. Flipping through it leaves me breathless, and I’m not fem-facing. If she sold it to ‘The Getty’ they’d have to open a new wing. . . Songs for this: i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red Lava by Still Woozy . . half-a-laugh = someone with a biting humor slipa = a crazy girl fem-facing = a girls-girl, a le-boy, a lesbian