• The Unchosen

    Richard Rosenthal

    Winter 2018

    All my life I’ve played hard to get.
    Picked myself last, so to speak,
    Teased myself with possibilities
    While learning to abstain,
    Lest I become addicted
    Or merely like it.
    I forgot the names of games
    But remembered the rules.
    A monk without an order,
    No affiliation, just the vows.
    If I can’t have me,
    No one can.

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