Ron. Gets Naked?

I used to be a stripper. Maybe you didn’t know that. It was a looooong time ago. I kept my clothes on, though, while I was busy stripping copper-plated circuit boards in tubs of bubbling acid to help put myself through college.

100 Lives

I just received my Contributor Copy of 100 Lives from Pure Slush Books, edited & published by Matt Potter, which collects 100 stories (50 poems, 50 prose) from authors who have a life story (their own or someone else’s) worth sharing. It’s a wonderful volume, and I’m grateful for inclusion.

Here’s my meager contribution:

I Used To Be A Stripper

Three nights a week, midnight
to eight-ish (though I always
did my best to disappear briefly
on my 4:20 smoke break, and to
vanish altogether long before
the end of my shift arrived).

But at least I always got paid;
always earned the exact same
paltry pittance no matter how
much or little of myself I left
out there on the floor, no matter
if anyone was watching or not.

Stripping requires acid. I remember
I always showed up on time and
they always had my acid waiting.
I remember that when I was done
—hours and hours after my shift—
the acid just kept on working.

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Poets And Storytellers United
Writers’ Pantry #48
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16 thoughts on “Ron. Gets Naked?

  1. Love this twist and the acid keeps working is an intriguing close! I used to be a hat checker, wonder what I can make of that.

  2. Well, that’s an interesting one! Without your explanation one would surely read it differently! Is your explanation in the book? I can just imagine what readers envision if not! Even the acid can be explained!

  3. The gossip in me immediately poised for a good seat in the theatre at first glance of your first statement, hahah! Congratulations on inclusion to 100 Lives.

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