Red Lobster
Sara Sturek (New York University, USA)
I think of god for the first time at 23
bent over in a Red Lobster bathroom
in Times Square with a hot Irishman
I met off Hinge for a midday fuck. This,
here, is what I do best. Rushed, rough sex
with troubled men is great terrain
for stories. Like the adjacent of meditation
cause my psychic says I love troubled souls,
those who stay at a distance. I finger myself
to the moon, like the suckers I’ve always scorned,
the way you choke me from behind, how each
time I join a firefly orgy I’m hungover
on the R train the next day
wondering when I learned love
was a threat.
Sara Sturek is a Goldwater Writing Workshop Fellow at NYU where she is pursuing an MFA in Poetry. You can find her on www.sarasturek.com
