BLACK MARKET LIT
Getting Lucky
We fuck because I don’t understand. I don’t know what I want. We shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing this. With her and the others. In the moment I can convince myself that there is some reason that is ephemeral and simple, like cheating is another stage of life in between adolescence and adulthood. I believe this as she lies under my covers, completely vulnerable. I can even taste the harsh, delicious energy that exchanges between our bodies with every breath. Then I catch her eyes peering over the intrusive edges of my pillow and the moment is lost. I see the eyes I have seen in the others before her. Still, I desperately reach for the moment. I pretend the eyes she sees see only hers. I pretend to forget what I know; the things we take from the lovers that we make - the loving and the fucking and the hate and hate and hate. For a moment, I pretend that all of this, every tiny particle of you matters. But I know. So while we fuck like there’s no tomorrow, I’d prefer to fuck like there’s no today.
About JK Lyons.
JK LYONS is a senior creative writing and history major at Miami University. He works at Bagel and Deli. After graduating, he plans to work with children at an outdoors education camp before attending graduate school where he will receive a doctorate in Creative Writing. He hopes to teach at the university level so he can support his addiction to writing. He has submitted with us before! Look for him in Issue 1 as well.