New Year’s Kiss – by Joe Russo

(c) 2014 Joe Russo


The clock strikes down.
Ten, Nine, Eight
We get the glasses out,
Fill them with the sparkling
Seven, Six,
We gather around
The TV.
Five, Four, Three
The couples hold hands,
They look each other
In the eyes
They kiss.
Except for me, still waiting
For my
New Years Kiss.



Joe Russo is a writing student.

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