41ST HEARTBEAT

XAVIER ROCKWELL

I made my way to sex ed. in a visible daze. I haven’t had any good night sleep in over a week mostly because my mom had been very disrespectful to me. We sort of swapped places; she was the fucked up teenager who’s trying to figure out life while I became the grown person who’s been trying to understand her shitty actions. After taking home that young man named Jackson, my mom hooked up with two other men and it was as if she’s just using them to wash away her thirst. One of them was just about her age which was fine for me and the other one was basically an old man in his late fifty’s.

“Thank you for joining us Mr. Rockwell.” Mrs. Harding said in a disparaging tone. The funny thing was, there’s a picture of an anus flashed right in front.

I didn’t even realize when I first walked in that the class had already started. I hurried to my seat realizing that fact that my head’s not in a right place.

“Now, as I was saying earlier, the anus or as some of the gays out there c