I don’t regret falling in love with
a stranger on the internet; with tiny
lips, a cute nose, and questionable politics.
I don’t regret that I’ll never have
a bookshelf filled with Sailor Moon manga and
books about serial killers, or own His and
Hers matching guns, or a daughter named Liberty.
I don’t know if she regrets telling me
the names of all her cats and
snakes, or sending me nudes, or
saying she loves me.
There is someone for everyone; someone
to break your heart or waste your time.
My only regret is that I never told
the truth about how I feel:
which is that Maroon 5 sucks.
Nikolai Garcia sleeps in Compton, CA. He works with homeless youth in East Hollywood, and is an Assistant Editor for Dryland, a literary arts journal based in South Central Los Angeles. He has been published in the anthologies, The Coiled Serpent, (Tia Chucha Press), Extreme (Vagabond Books), No Tender Fences, and in various literary journals. His first chapbook, Nuclear Shadows of Palm Trees, was published by DSTL Arts. He is also a founding member of the Coleman Collective.
