Treasure Island

Jeff Fleischer

(10/10/69 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Carrie's Love Stories


I was nineteen when I almost got engaged.
He was German.
I am Irish-Hispanic.
I chose the local college
Over being swept away to a foreign land.
I cried so hard I flooded my bed.
My fear of home sickness and desire for an education
Prevailed over my feelings of love for him.
I didn't know if I would get another chance again.
I was thirty-three when I almost got engaged again.
This time he was Italian.
I chose my law career
Over being swept away from New York to California.
I cried so hard I flooded my bed.
My lofty ambitions and lack of desire
To be a housewife.
Prevailed over my feelings of love for him.
I do not know if I will ever get a third chance
At everlasting love.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Edited: Friday, August 27, 2010

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