Truth, Dare or Drink

                     © Jocelyne Desforges

truth was my go-to choice;

but I got into the Cuervo

and began selecting dares:

running through dorm halls

in just my underwear,

licking raspberry jelly

off of a girl's nipples,

making out with every

other player, among

many others.

the tequila was gone and

so were our minds;

I woke up the next morning

in a bed full of naked

people I didn't know:  a

girl with two cocoa nipples

peeking out from

a hot pink tube top

rested her hand across my

bare crotch, a brassiere

fashioned to my head

like a pair of goggles

a twisted assortment of

smiling vaginas and

bare bottom crack

cheeks gazed back

at me; a flaccid

uncircumcised penis

winked from above and

said "good morning"

to me in a chipmunk

voice, a vicious and

maddening hangover

brewing.

we never played that

game again.

-by Kevin Ridgeway

Kevin Ridgeway is from Southern California, where he resides with his girlfriend and their one-eyed cat.  Recent work can be found or is forthcoming in Chiron Review, Re)verb, Kleft Jaw, Mojave River Review, Illya's Honey and East Jasmine Review, among many others.  His latest chapbook of poetry, All the Rage, is now available from Electric Windmill Press.

Painting Courtesy: "Jam" by Jocelyne Desforges

Jocelyne Desforges lives in Montreal, BA in Creation from UQAM, studied at The Institute of Applied Arts of Mtl and at the Fine Arts School of Montreal. Studied painting, silkscreening, ceramics and photography.