catfishing

Many thanks to LatinosUSA —English edition for featuring my poem, "catfishing"!

The first picture she showed me on her
phone made me think
something stupid

It was a naked lady
but you could see her only from the
neck down

She was quick to see my dumb smile
and said, “No, you idiot! That’s not me!”

“I never said it was,” I said. “But who
is it then?”

Now it was her turn to
stretch a smirk. “My boss’s wife.”

“What?”

“Yeah. This lady here is my boss’s wife.
36 years old. Your average,
stereotypical frustrated housewife. She’s
looking to hook up.”

“What?”

“Heh, you didn’t catch up to it,
didn’t you?”

“Catch up to what?”

She closed her eyes
and slapped her forehead. “Uh, you
slowpoke! I’m catfishing my boss’s wife.
Don’t you get it?
I’ve made a fake hot guy account and started
sexting with her. Made her send
me nudes an’ stuff.”

“Shit,” I said. “Hold on, was I supposed to
understand all that just from
you showing me her pic? C’mon…”

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

“But seriously, why do
you do
something like that?”

“Cuz I fucking hate the guy, if
it wasn’t obvious enough. I want
him to
suffer
big time.”

Well, damn, just when you think you
know someone. I always
thought she
was a good Christian girl

Also, if I remember correctly,
she was working in a family business…

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