Second Hand Couch by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

He used to raise his leg
before he farted
and they always stunk
something fierce
and the way his girlfriends
would shoulder him
on that second hand couch
in his parents’ basement
and cover their noses,
but secretly admire him
for an honesty they could
never have,
and I learned a lot
from watching and smelling
his many farts,
enough to know that women
wanted a man who was
a reclamation project,
something to be reformed
and moulded and mothered
and saved…
something created
so they could call themselves:
artist.

Ryan Quinn Flanagan Black & White

Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a happily unmarried proud father of none. His work can be found both in print and online. He has an affinity for dragonflies, discount tequila, and all things sarcastic.

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