When I Knew Everyone on Avenue A

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When I Knew Everyone on Avenue A

Left my apartment on East 6th Street one spring night

To escape my ex-girlfriend

We still shared a bedroom

And I'd used the last of the toilet paper

Was told I had to replace it right away

 

Happened upon a dominatrix I knew dining with that evening's submissive at an outdoor cafe

Hadn't showered or brushed my hair and I was carrying two rolls of tissue in a plastic bag

She instructed me to sit down at their table

Her client was a businessman from New Jersey

He was quiet

Don't know if that was his nature or if his mistress had told him to keep it shut

Didn't ask, but I ate half his fries

 

We all got into his car to go to a party in Brooklyn

Sat in the back next to a car seat

The sub was at the wheel, but she verbally drove from the passenger side, hands pointing left and right

We went over a bridge, not sure which one

This was before anyone lived in Brooklyn and we were unable to locate the proper abandoned warehouse

He dropped me off in front of my building a short while later and the domme said adieu

 

At home, the ex demanded my whereabouts

She said I was irresponsible

While I was away, she had to use napkins

They were hard paper, she said, scratchy and irritating

 

This piece is from a collection that Cheryl is working on about New York in the 90s.